i got the skill ima killer
get your girl on the pill ima drill her
i get you jumpin with my compositions
my brain is pumpin like some pistons
out of a new engine
in a new vette
no i havent made a million yet
but ima make a trillion bet
my words make your girl wet
have her pants lookin like a huricane
im just a little man livin in a world of fame
or is it a world of pain
my heart is burnin in this world of flame
gettin tired of it all
tired of the yelling and the fights
tired of him getting drunk every night
even though everyone says its not right
but hes blind he cant see
how its hurtin everyone including me
but we cant get through to him like the knights that say ni
and you ask why people dont like you
im surprised you dont beat your wife too
but i guess that to bad even for you
o well ima just sit in my room and hang
listen to asher and wayne
pump it loud so i dont feel the pain