D kid what you come back for
Didn't you here your mom's a crack hore
Homo? Is that all you can say for yourself
Jesus why don't you try somethin else
Control handles you must be talkin about games
Shit that lines gona put you in the hall of shame
You gona put persistant heat to my lungs huh
Only when I jack you for pot leavin you stunned! duh
The only pressure I'm feelin is that of your crappie lines
The only sun that's up is the one seein you when your diein
Van Illa dosen't melt anywhere at all I thought you knew
Mabye I'll have to come back again killin your crew