Like the climax of oral sex my rhymes come straight from the top of the brain, dont be ashamed if ya fans aint feelin u no more, its jus my spits hits- effective like nova-cane// I spit to split the human anatomy till ya see guts splattered on the living room floor, I'm hated by pimps cuz I'm stealin sex from their whores// Though, I'm not homeless but I'm still eatin garbage, talkin about these weak lyricst, throwin out random shit and I dont make sense but you're gonna be feelin this// Big pimpin in the Robin mobile decked out on 22's, Super hero fightin crime and beatin ass with my new black shoes// I'm jus rhymin dont know what the fuck I'm talking about, So ima just stop while I'm ahead....holla front