even the whackest of cats breathe in ya face 'n blew u away
u imagining me in ya wifey's place?....see...I always knew u were gay
u got nutin to say..u dreamin to suk my dick is how'd blow to hit me
cuz you ain't real..nah..ur punches are faker than those in the WWE
please this shooty by beatin 'n leave ya body crooked wit blows
bang libarians 'n shit...but still...you'll never get booked to a show