Crazed like I was a kid named Dave
First entry in year 1, but many did not feel my story tellin' ways
But now I'm back again
I'm addictive, ya'll love my stuff like vicodin
Ya all should throw in the towel
Cause I k** this thing indian style
Sacred cows
Roll through, Tiananmen Square
Tanking, fire cannons
I don't really care
I be that vicious polar oso
Ya'll merely teddy bears
Steady starin' at, that number 1 spot
Already preparin' my
Victory, oh hi judges
Love ya'll bunches
Give me high seeds, ok, you know you love this
But it's not fair anyways
Maybe I should rip this page
Lyrics these dope? 2-32 just doormats standing in my way
ROB
Oh and by the way, I like being a white-hat anyway