yo 50 cent im tried of you/
first was wanksta/
thank ya i was sick of that ja fool/
but u losin ya touch out of time/
i got a magic stick called "nine"
cuz i stay in the grind,and on the real your son u thought was yours is really mine/
but keep doin what u doin end up like ja when the streets catch up to him/
talkin bout slangin and smokin blunts/
talk shit 50 aint it enuff im startin to think this "thug image" is a bluff/
better-worded a publicity stunt