yo, i'll blast this homo, an leave this queen in distress
u thought u was good, then u lost the key to success
my flo blows holes in u son, u'll be left ta bleed
cuz his verse was ready to Go. But Go cant read
Cee Four, menace to society, you'll be left on tha floor now
fuck tha window of oppourtunity, im kickin tha door down
im against the glass ceiling of success, wit a bag of bricks
your in a basement, three blocks away, playin wit dicks
im a food soldeir, i drop nuthin but heat and straight fire
pussy and victories are tha same for u, cuz u cant get either

blah. uppin fo ya verse.