My dads a Master,
Next rounds on me mu fuckaz now cheers,
I ain't seen my penis in years,
Some how I still get more pussy than most of ya queers,
Peace to my label mates and all of my rapping peers.
I'm killing the game as if I'm hunting down deers.
I'm walking with dogs so there's hardly nothing I fear,
How can I go on living without knowing the exact time of the year,
Im soler powered but
Some times is the mutha fuckin Moon that steers,
My vessel for pesos_
I stay on the grind like gears.
The end of the month is near, I'm fueled by the look on my baby's face with tears,
I put a spanking on the adversaries
Im goin ham on the rear,
I have a fetish for this audio message right here,
but its up to ya niggaz to hear,
The songs that i craft
It's like a raft sailing way deep in your ear ...POE!
we are way deep in the basement
where the foundation is laid where the musk of the Stonewalls is reminiscent to caves
where only the Braves are welcome..