I keep that stick in my jeans for protection, Dick on me stay fully loaded erected.

I think your bitch might have an infection, my dick been itchin think i learned my lesson.

I tote my gun when i walk in the store, some of you goofys been hatin for sure.

When i be shootin the hamma your brain go bananas when i lay you out on the floor.

Bitch I'm fucked up, I can't even see straight.

I been smokin on this joint but heard that it might have been laced.

So I'm runnin, in my mind like it's a race, keep on talkin shit and i might fuck yo your girlfriend in her face.

This choppa on me that's your enemy,

Too many weapons on me i got felonies,

Takin a shot to the head that's a first degree,

Better be starting to write out your eulogy,

There is some big differences in you and me,

You got a BB gun i have an armory,

I caught you slippin with heavy artillery,

Kick in your door and you slippin like happy feet