text: Im a fan turned rapper, cooler than the AC must be another chapter
  To the life of this interesting kid who smoke spliffs
  Burned more papers than the Taylor Gang then switched back to them blunts again
  Only White Owls wise enough to touch my lips
  Look at every ass that I pass when I drive my whip
  Horny little fucker, mouth-nutter, get a baby bib
  If you dont smoke weed bitch you better spark a cig
  I dont ever smoke those but to each his own shit
  I remember me and Flash used to flip them half vicks
  Used to break them dimes small and sell em off to the dumb kids
  Hypebeasting Jet repping lames who think they smoke big
  One of the few motherfuckers out here who actually living this shit
  Burn marks on my lungs like they stickers and shit
  Its the reason I breathe heavy when Im rapping and shit
  And as Im high I think about the life that I live
  Living fast, dying young, wont see my children and shit
  Im just trying to do these shows with Yuille shooting the clips
  DZ said I got a house of hoes on the song Chips
  Now I got a mountain of them, the bestest Everest bitch
  Im still just starting off
  Making songs to get them panties off
  So look, listen, and pay attention
  Im about to hit you with the goodness
  X2
  Everybody want to be something they not
  Man my rhymes wasnt nice until I knew what I was about
  Niggas need to find theirselves in this life of mystery
  Im just trying to get 3 nuts a day and a piss in between
  Im a fein, nympho pussy chaser chronic pussy stimulator
  Life is love and GooDy do that body right, rhymes is tight
  Like the laces on them Js on the feet of a lame
  Minor fame growing quick, light skinned kid put his future on a crash course
  If this rap shit dont work Im a have to wash a couple floors
  Never been the labor type, limelight, smoking Lemon Kush mixed with Sour D
  Didnt want to be a rapper but this shit was just inside of me