pro must have a mental problem, dun't think that ya real/
especially since it's ya second post-anotha herb toasted dear/
ya betta off as a ficioneer, slice off ya manhood dun't bring that diction here/
i got this vision weird, think bout it and ya'll be strugglin/
plus i think i'm drunk-cuz i just beat a sceptre without buggin/
dissed his ass with a viscious class i never suspect get wit the business blast/
ya betta wish it last, still i'll visit ya on ya death-bed/
cuz ya gettin back to rhyme is me gettin back to the bed-rest/