I write qoutes like they're coke; every line is my last/
Dope as hell when I hold the pen in my grasp/
It's like pulling an arsenal out my pocket like The Mask/
Are you feeling lucky? I'ma put you to task/
Stab the words "**** Me" on your ***,
have you looking like Chucky/
My spits deaden the water Mr. Lucky Rubber Ducky/
If I'm spittin bullshit then allow me to ask:
am I the cat that got your tongue, 'cause you're choking in gas/
I breathe H2S so my breath stinks the same as my native ***/
Guess what; your name's in the history books,
yeah, you're living...in my past/
I lost weight shittin bars this phat/
Like I use hands of fate scripting bars this strapped/
Encrypted in my name is the code for staying power/
I'm that youngin gettin it wet at every waking hour/
'cause I bathed in the fountain of youth like a baby shower/