the verbal convicts huh is that why can't u get ur words out
try and run away from me but end up doin a burnout
then it's me and fatman aka batman cuz these fools i be robin
u could have a stash of pringles and u wouldn't be poppin
u just droppin like humpty dumpty but u ain't off the wall
nah not at all like them shitty yank cars i got u stalled
this ain't no brawl u just some sweeter than candy pansies
u couldn't be hard o'dn on viagra n feelin randy
u just sum college geeks that never aknowledged heat make u throw a wobbly thank god for your anonomity or i'd be on a bombin spree on these wack cats like iraq u don't want war like chiraq