[Produced by Aaron Deux] [Hook] Yo let me ask you this, (what?) Why you sitting down on that pa**ive sh** Now just groove (what?) X8 Yo let me ask you this, (what?) Why you sitting down on that pa**ive sh** Now just groove (igh) X8 [Verse One: Isaiah G] What they be yelling to blacks in the mist A one sided guest sheet and you back of the list A slap on the wrist, for (pchoo pchoo) smacking ya b**h But she ain't Dwayne Johnson didn't wanna act like a snitch Man what. silly ho, dumb in all of her syllables Thought that Wayne was with vanilly when spitting his milli flow Really doe that high dosage of stupid le-le-thal Thought she getting movies pa**es for stubbing her silly toe I just be an*lyzing my eyes with can of visine I'm the man to rise when my hands tied and I'm anesthetizing You can't deny a plan gunless you covered the Verizon mans Corpse laying with his severed texting finger inside ya hand Dodged a ram, now I'm charge barging you with a limp son I hit a homer trot and now marge to you Simps son I'm a new man, colors bumping I'm a hue man Ask human, who man, you man ooh damn [Verse Two: Human] I'm a horny man; you'll never see me walking past a groupie Either stop and gasp and holler back, or autograph her b**bies You lack the creativity with bars to battle, truly Cause I spit it like the ending of a p**nographic movie And if you wanna try Charles, I'm ending up Behind bars like the intro before my rhymes start I don't be concerned when these freakin' therms claim to keep a burner I'll still leave you looking like post-Ike Tina turner My bars are facts. What you spat? You made up all of that But they could strap me down to a polygraph when I'm dropping raps See honestly, your bars are weak. In fact, you couldn't stand a Chance if you put a Chicago rapper on his feet My lines are sickness. I'll send you to mars. Hit you so hard, bet that when you wake up, you'll forget who you are I done attacking these younger ba*tards that s** at rapping Wanna catch me? Posted with I.G.; you can double tap me I'm king, it's no mistaking that I hold the placement Y'all just use the words, "craft" and "art-form" because the grownups say it I flow with substance. Got a bo*er that the hoes in love with Couldn't give me head without golden structures to hold it up with [Hook] X2