yea im new to this site, my rap shit produce hits all nite/
i hold the mite, of ten men and i just might, swing a right/
cuz i neva go rong, im wild like a coaster betta hold on/
are u be talkin bout wats goin on, wen im inside ur bitches thong/
so yea show the love, i show some drugs, and well all get fucked up/
off my contact, i make heart contract, yea im on that/
i blast and thats fact, niggas hear my songs and say thats crack/
im fresh to death, take steps to create ur death/
they call me satan, cuz i roast u and ur friends b4 the daysend/
smoke a blunt and im phazin, tecs in my hand placin/
then ill chase it, wit mabye a 5th, so talk shit and ill make u a bitch/