[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