J-CASE THIS AIN'T NO JUNKIE CASE SO STOP RUNNING FOR MY DOPE, I STAY FLY WHILE CATS LIKE YOU FLOAT, THROUGH TIME'S CHANNEL, A RHYME SCANADAL, YOU'LL BE APPROACHING, NEXT YEAR WHEN YOU'RE VOTING YOU MIGHT SEE MY NAME ON THE POLL, FOR POKING RHYMES INTO YOUR HEAD FOR JOKING, ISN'T THAT WHAT THE FIRST LETTER IN YOUR NAME STAND FOR, OR YOU A MAN OR WHORE, DO YOU JAM OR BORE, PROBABLY THE LATTER, THIS AIN'T NO SERIOUS MATTER, SO I'M GONE PLAY WITH YOU TO MAKE YOU SADDER, GRAB YA CHICK BEFORE SHE MAKE YOU MADDER AND TELL YOU THAT I HAD HER, MADE HER SKNNY BUTT A LITTLE FATTER, BUT THIS AIN'T ABOUT YOUR FAM., YOUR WIFEY, OF YOUR FRIENDS, IT'S ABOUT THIS MAN WHOSE MOST LIKELY TO BRING YOUR END, TO THIS RAP TALK, YOU SEE I HOLLA WITH DEADLY WORDS INSTEAD OF LETTING MY GAT SPARK, BUT DON'T THINK I'M SCARED TO LEAVE YOUR PATH DARK, FLAT LINES TO PHAT RHYMES WILL LEAVE YOU WITH A BLACK HEART. I BRING HEAT TOO SO CALL ME THE SPEAKING SAUNA, AND HOMEBOY I LIVE IN ATLANTA TOO SO GET AT ME AROUND THE CORNER, AND I'LL MAKE YOUR CURRENT LYRICS FORMER, AND WHEN I'M FINISH WITH YOU I'LL BET PEOPLE START ASKING YOU WHAT WERE YOU BORN FOR. HOLLA!