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