They Said I Rap Like A Robot,

I've Got To Formulate A Plot Or End Up In Jail Or Shot, Success Is My Only Option, Failure's Not.

Now Who Is The King Of These Lewd, Ludicrous, Lucrative Lyrics; Who Could Inherit The Title, To Put The Youth In Hysterics; Using His Music As Spirit

Soul's Escaping Through This Hole That Is Gaping

You Could Date A Stick Of Dynamite And Wouldn't Go Out With A Bang.

Just Never Really Got Into Cars And Flossin' Or Never Really Cared, Like I Was Always The Type Of Person That Felt Like As Long As I Make Enough Money To Support My Family With This Music That's All I Really Care About. You Know What I Mean So I Don't Really Buy, I'm Just Not Into Like That Many Material Possessions And Stuff Like That, Because At The End Of The Day, It's Just Not That Important.