My words are weed filled and clouded,spit tha freestyle so I ain't really gotta think about it.My mag I rather be with it than be without it.(Smoke sumthin) I hear you shout it,I got what you need,20 bag,I'm poppin collas.Smoke me a bag spittin shit wit M Holla.I'm rockin harda,make it harda fa compatition,I make listen,now you peepin my compasistions.Cause dim bullets be hissin if missin my main position.I'm playin ta win,and while you other niggas dissin.Its dro in tha wind,sippin some henn,so stop ya trippin.I'm cold wit a pin,but this is freestyle stuff that I'm rippin.I be flowin fa 10 but I finish in 60 minutes,endin in verbel abuse,I'm loose.Don't care who I shoot.Its like a three ring circus I have you jumpin through hoops.Crossin niggas like street hoops,I leave you,do a dance in a jig.I be reppin like Lil Kim cause everything I do is BIG.