What you know about being broke? Me!
What you know about bad folks? Me!
I done lived a life full of hate ain’t it great
Bad luck with bitches, except that Mary Jane

She get me high, so I blow that bitch often
Any other bitch, I know it’s costing
I done been stabbed, burned, even cheated
Treat them bitches like MJ, Beat It

Get the fuck up out my area, I’m a bury ya
Call a courier, and have em carry ya
Nurse Jackie couldn’t save ya from the E-R
Pin the tail on the donkey like Eeyore

Oh bother, why they get me started
I live a private life but on the mic I get retarded
Now I’m spittin, Now I’m spittin, and I’m spittin’
Looking like Daffy Duck, how I’m spittin’

I’m a gift and a curse, so just cut it out
They calling me a dickhead, but wanna rub it down
Lost my virginity, when I turned 18 cuz
The sad part, I couldn’t tell you who the bitch was

I done had so much venom, from these women
That my heart done went cold, all I see is Robin Givens
I doubt I ever find a bitch, to get me hitched
She better call Hitch, if she want a better pitch

I met my first love, when I turned 5
25 years later, we don’t even speak *Sigh*
Who’s to blame? I don’t know I blame the game
I refuse to take responsibility for all this fame

And, by the fame I mean these bitches in my phone
Who be wanting me to bone, everytime I leave home
It’s a shame these bitches laughing at they niggas
While they sucking off my dick, for the proof I’m taking pictures

Call me ratchet, but you prolly want the dick too
These bitches playing on my tube, like it’s Blue’s Clues
Niggas hating off the pussy I be getting
And the money I be making, I be in they conversation

So they bitches too, running with that gossip
Excuse my language, but these fuckers love to gossip
Go get ya girl far, put her up on WorldStar
You know who you are, don’t have me pull ya girls card

I’m a ruthless individual, who can make residuals
And, I beat the case *SMOOTH CRIMINAL*
I’m done speaking, and I’m still not a rapper
That was just a dope beat, cold flow, I make slappers