Im wearing nikes
You may not like me
But you can bite me
And if you want to try to k** me
God already tried to smite me
My flow can be enlightening
Even rather frightening
I dont see a necessity
For all the fighting
And people dieing
Baby's crying
But we live in the land of the free
Where we let the money blind us
And nobody can see
That the problem as a whole
Were like a bunch of trolls
Asking all the wrong questions
Let me make a suggestion
I am of a prime selection
I try to spit to perfection
I dont know why your testin'
Me...
And you will see
Im gunna blow up
You might hate me now
But your definitely going to show up
Providing money for me to pour up
While im getting tore up
Ill be on tour
Gettin' my cut
Getting more bucks
Then a hunter in tha forest
You better eat your porridge
Cuz i be eattin your fudge
While i f** your b**h
You come in guns drawn
I won't budge
Ill k** you in the front lawn
Of your house
Then im gone