When I say battling me’s g-force, I’m telling him…
that he’ll run so fast his skin’ll peel off his skeleton!..
Deadin this serpent by nature who carries L’s to graves…
After I dispersing my hatred he’ll walk parallel to snakes…
I'm inhuman to a few, 1 man but you'll assume a gang…
Bent you into a U, and used you as a boomerang…
Humor came, ya dick’s the needle in haystacks, I’d say that…
Cuz like my pelvis behind your girl, we go way back….
My frame of mind is Rosemary’s’ Baby, so this Herb’ll get smothered...
Refrain from rapping Little One, and Give It Up like Surrogate Mothers!!...