Yo fuckn wit the outlaw, could be your one fatal flaw, got a millions phone calls, to make if your down to brawl, got your girls brawl, as a suvenior, along with her butenier, your best friends missing check underneath the pacific ocean pea, ill have you running in fear,your like a retard running with shears, you might poke somebodys eye out with those fake lyrics tryingt to take my claut, get the fuck out my house,