i use to ride a bike now i roll in your jetta/
still at the school house writing your girl letters/
and you wonder why theyre dry with you, cuz i get em wetter/
my dick gets sick, throwing up cum that blasts like barettas/
poetic verses the next time theyll see you will be in a hurse at a church/
my fist will leave your face molested and hurt like a victim of rape/
call me white man, with the white cape, representing that KKK, jump out a car with 8 AKs thats sure to make em pray/
Short and to the point that i didnt have.