confusion...
5-barz..
aight...doin dis quik...wanted more barz..but he said 5 max...
i split u like 4 atoms in particle development di-fuse-in//
simply amusin, i can see why peeps be call-in u confusin, face it 'g' ya losin//

.....yo chek it.....
i seen more spit from de-hydrated mimes in central park//
iv' set my scope ta mark, best believe only lines u fill 'inside-a-chalk//

u can call me 'space', cus after hittin my 'barz' 4 times im out-ya range//
u can suround me like 2 'alt's but still im stronger, believe it-aint nada changed//

crissed crossed dna witta prostethic spit u still cant de-cipher what it is i bring//
caught up in the wanna be act of bling-bling, cash money fuk it-i rather let my spit sing//

listen-u 16 yr old fella from detroit, this aint a scene or cut from 8 mile, get the point?//
no-guess not- still up in my face, guess im have to back-my'space', and erase my lines so i dun disgrace ya ghostly face//

step up to the plate.....
waitin on u confusin.. .. .