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