[Verse 1:]
A great hook's what you need to lure the b**hes to ya
Then to have 'em f** you serve 'em some Kahlua
With a solution of roofalin then they'll be down
Literally down, they'll be knocked out on the f**ing ground
And f**ed up in a coma cause you overdosed her
So instead of bringing her in, you rotisserie roast her
Toast her in a toaster serve her with some bread
Even when she's dead she's still providing you head
You get it? You cannibal, you're a f**ing animal
You need to be trapped in a cage it's understandable
Why do I act this way? Who f**ing knows
Maybe because every other rapper out there f**ing blows
Who can't even rhyme without blow in their nose
While my flows colder than going skinny dipping when it snows
I can freeze Iceman he ain't got sh** on me
I rhyme frequently, it's a tendency
When I leave everybody will remember me
And remember the name, it's Proclivity