You fools should know I got no dough But I will soon, though And with it will come some bada** hoes Yo Watch out mofo You don't know My lyrical flow Will knock your second rate plagiarized skit on its a** on the floor I go toe to toe Blow for blow I make even the big shots be in they minds, like, "woah" Imma claim respect, I demand it So why don't you just give it to me now God dammit Consider me your teacher now here is your lesson If you point your hatefulness in my direction Let me tell you now there is no resurrection From my Smith & Wesson I wanna be like Ice Cube But my n***as say I'm just another white dude b**h if you keep talkin' sh** I'm gonna fight you Halfway through the 8th grade and smokin' notecards When I hit 20 I'll be flossin' f**in' dope cars I think you think that I am doin' good so far I feel my career is off to a good start That's all for now so I'll see you 'gain next time By that time I'll have come up with my next rhyme