Lil Young P just cant stop da merkin'//
Da same way u cant get ur ho ass mom to stop werkin'//
As a rapper...against me, u dont have a chance//
How u raise hell wit just 2 inches down ur pants?//
Talkin' gold nigga, Im worth bout 5 bars//
I make niggaz so sick dat Im known as SARS//
My rymes be surreptitious like a fatal attraction//
U tryna' spit disses on me but Im quick wit reaction//
Da punchline of my rymes, like a fatal attack son!//
Dats why I roll in Humma'z wit iced out Mccoys//
U da type of kid dat like ta play strip poka' wit ya boys//