criminal intent, betta watch out, keep on spittin, gonna end up on cement.
wit chalk around ya body, mama screamin why, my lil baby have ta die.
then imma reply, fucka i aint shy, imma tell her you were steppin.
in tha wrong direction, turn around an smack her in da head wit my erection.
leave a tatoo on her face, lookin like a mace,
you betta pace yourself, or you gonna lose the race.
but i guess its to late for that, your fate is decided
you gonna end up rottin in a two sided coffin.