You best live right and give light to hip Hop you couldn’t
Rip shop with a chain saw you not plain raw like sushi and pudding
Like 108 you frustrate my purpose and piss on a great circus
A lot of clowns around this RV town with fake surface
I wear bling tight and wing in flight now come down to the ground
With the sound of a legal eagle land on a feeble steeple uncrowned