Deeni, do you know what the fuck you just said?
If it weren't for ya nationality I would make you give head//
Just think 'bout what ya gonna say, okay, now lets find anotha
way for you to be gay//
To let you know, I hate the alcoholic,
just because it's symbolic to the melancholic//
Unless you got a good rhyme in tha right mood,
don't say nuthin or else you'll be rinsed and reused//
You say you write in accapella?
You make me feel like a damn arcella//