Man look at this dude, He a lil kid but look like he old/
If I was a in the streets passin by, I'd swear he's a pysco/
Look like the type that perform in a freak night show/
But his head to big so he when he flip, he slip down th ice pole/
his eyes squinted like he read bad poetry flow/
Hands behind back cause he cant hold a mic to rap he wack yo//
He got on the same jump suit as the little doll chickie/
The only diff. is he aint a killa, he go around screamin fuck me/
But then again the little nigga lucky/
He aint gotta use his brain, though he got much of it/
He just gih you a rephrased answer, that gih you a hunch doesnt it/
Even though my mans not even an inch tall/
You cant even hang him, but we can lynch yall/
And he seem like a kid of Atticus Finch dawg/
This not a diss, just a creative flow, so dont dont take it there yo.