leave you violated like your alter persona
my dogs upon ya, hope them fuckers is hungry
cuz you gots plenty lasanga, tons g
after henny 'n ganja you, must eat
wont ever hold your tongue back, like run d
wanna-be black folk or mexican trash bro?
cant tell but'cha fat tho, that's known
best to tighten that belt 'for ya pants go
bitches gaggin front row at the skamp show
gapped toes, fulla crumbs when ya snacks broke
shits that fell to your nails after crammed loads
haha some dumb shit... all love homie,PCP!