Lyrics from u bitches is cheap like 2 star motels
U like witches in the desert cuz u casting dry spells
I rock the mic right , and you rock the mic wrong
You "Foolish" like Ashanti singing live, stick to da hooks in songs
I'll veto my vocal verses of "Cameron vereus whoever"
My lyrics blow u inside out like bad weather to cheap umbrellas
Quit rap and get a job rubbing balls like a psychic teller
Now its time to leave the rival dead on arrival with one recital
and teach the masses vital rap versus str8 outta the rap bible
and at the same time elevate my status to "idol"
if u think u gonna when then surely u've been lied to
My words are like pills that quit ur P.M.S. like Midol
with words of truth to silence y'all cuz I'm very insightful
with no privacy left like 7 footers in bathroom stalls
Ur rapping stays grounded like popping wheelies on unicyles
My rap's like virtual masturbation cuz I cum hard without a beat
Giving me head, thats the only way u could "blow" in the rap industry