[Verse 1: Twisted Insane] Run like I'm Forest, skip to my Lou with the brew in my hand and my fans on my chorus, they be talkin' 'bout me like I'm Jesus, I'm really just a man movin' over land and I'm on the Horace, I'm overdosin' when I'm offa music and people tell me that I'm from a different planet like E.T., I get so aggravated when I lose it, I give a f** about your favorite rapper, but you can't see me, I'm independent, only me, pushin' n***as' CDs, when I'm movin' through your city with my feet up on the street, Brainsick up in my headphones, smokin' on my weed, plus a combination of the OE that I drink, mama say, mama sa, lick on my balls, better know what you was doin' 'fore I take off your bra, tryna put a dick up in ya, is you really ready? Put a woolly and then, tell me why the f** ya came when ya saw dick goin' in ya, love it, lay back on the base, I rock it with another ounce on your tits, smoke another blunt, take another bite of finger-lickin' chicken and I watch your booty bounce on my dick, but when a n***a nut, then it's, sh**, time to go, I don't really wanna be around you no more, I don't care about nobody drippin' p**y like a puddle, (How the p**y feel, daddy?) Mmm, so-so, but I'ma beat it anyway, get to punishin' the p**y when it's smellin' like a Lauw, f** a b**h and make the p**y wanna tap out and then, she pa** out up on her bed, but then, she'll be okay, never need foreplay, take another in to get the D.O.A., live up in the club, meet the homie in the parkin' lot, I really love the p**y, but she gon' wait
[Hook: Z]
[Bridge: Twisted Insane]
[Verse 2: Z]