Your rhymes are hard to bob my head to its like the matrix code/
So I'm gonna get up with ur bobble head and make her spend that doe/
Why go all the way to green acres to drop u off/
When I could ice right here, just cuz u soft/
I wouldn't waste no gas on ya punk ass, i'll leave in tha alley/
You're wanted like biggie goin back to cali/
Thats fucked up, i extorted ur money, hoes, and ya flow/
Now its time to be cool, i'm gone 2 roll up that dro.................HOLLA