Yall know with my rhymes, that im top-notch with the beat...
Runnin over kids playin Hop-Scotch in the streets...
When i roll by, check you're lock-box and the key...
But i still got you're car, it's in the chop-shop for the week...
Be careful when im around, but when im not dont be careless...
Cause you'll still get jacked if you decide to share shit...
Insurance or not, either way its not fun...
Just like you're son or you're wife, either way i shot one...
I beat up six people at school, and their was no one suspended...
Odd that i go to Columbine, oh, no pun intended...


Just a lil freestyle for fun...