see im known as da bad guy, turnin heds as i walk by,
dude wit wite skin n a blakc spirit, tellin me im a wiga i dont wana hear it,
sumtiems shit like that i hate it, u lowa my intelliagince but u mistake it,
u think u own my mind u think u can break it, well here bithc have my dick u can take it,
u think u no wat runs round in my hed?, thinkin of shit u sed,
u want to make yo selve look beta by usin me go ahed, but evry thin ur doin now i did before ur followin i led,
livin on da streets n no not maple ave, streets that wen u fuck up ur laid down face down n ur not in possesion of da life u had,
wat yall no bout stayin up till 3 waitin debatin ur cold shakin menatlly ur breakin n ur hatin dat ur da only one on da streets n ur contiplatin n dis drug shit is complicatin mayb no 1's cumin they were fakin its a joke its gota b he wudnt b late n i wudnt b standin out here redy to communicate,
i had to do shit like that but no1 nos but im tellin yall here n now, thought i was a fake n jus anoutha wana b well i did throw it down,
so wat u think bout it, but theres da reasons to believe dis is me now count it.