They says a name decides many aspects of the owner's life
It must be right cuz "Mista Raedar" spends most of his time searchin for guys
Your mom's my girl and I'm the reason you popped out of her spine
But when she heard my one-two punch against you she "left-Write"
So instead of child support, I'll shoot your bird chest like duck season
Now I have a real reason when I say I don't have a fag for a son
With you hidden in the back of the trunk... You little punk
I'll never regret takin' your soul cuz I've seen your verses before... You can bite my shorts like principal seymore