text: I fucked this flow
  This is my electronic press kit, I hot as some fresh shit
  Nigga, recollect, bitch, grow grey hairs, dont stress it
  I text message, messages to fuckin estrogen
  She lets me in, I sex her, then, she sexier than my leather Vans
  Cause I never am, purchasin, reimbursing your courtesy
  Put your body on the curb to work the street, I hearse the streets
  Heard she sweet, she Hersheys sweet, but me, Im extravagant
  Hop on the bandwagon kid, Im about to tell you some tragic shit
  The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio, mixing raw
  Bitches shit in my drawers, like you piss in my drawers
  Nigga, my dicks in her jaw
  Im Wes Snipes with lead pipes, dont dabble with the apple
  Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple
  Fuck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle
  Nigga, Genghis Khan mansion, we the Marilyn Manson
  Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons
  African drums for when the champ come, bitch!
  Suicide, watch, nigga, kill yourself
  Opposition who? Nigga, reveal yourself
  How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?
  Splinter Cell creepin in this bitch, you couldnt feel the stealth
  Wolves are prowlin, hunger at its fucking best
  Im a beast, like the gorilla head that is on my chest
  Please, let me flex, Im going off, I need some fuckin bread
  Drugs are green, my bitches white and tonight I need fuckin head
  Excuse our swag, Im tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig
  Fresh to death then I guess we looking like the living dead
  Oh, shit, yo bitch, look at how Im doing you
  Bitches on my dick, but look at me, Im fucking beautiful
  Niggas tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews
  Is why this so cool? You niggas are so unusual
  Wolf Gang, point me to a nigga I should prove it to
  Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops
  The fortress is fortified 
  Money in my pockets like Im 45, Hodgy Beats recording live
  Bitch, I be surely high, and I dont need wings to fly
  Im in the air with the pigs, Left Brain, Domo Genesis
  Knock-knock, whos there? Its me
  Your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick 
  I killed that pussy, and grabbed that knife
  Now, I got real authentic cheetah print shit 
  Nigga, dont believe me , kiss your lady
  And boy, youre gonna get them heebiejeebies? 
  Nigga, my dick stay way disease-y, I make it look easy
  51-50, Im off the Heezy, and you aint got no fuckin Yeezy?
  (5 albums, 100 songs, and you aint got no fuckin Yeezy?
  I bet you got some J-Kwon, you aint got no fuckin Yeezy?)
  Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, Im fuckin Looney
  See these girls talkin all that shit 
  Im just tryna see some tits 
  Lets get it poppin like, MC Lyte, around some dykes
  Im, out this bitch, like, Hocus pocus
  And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles
  And met up with some bitches, gave em cum on their dimples
  Then, my dick went limp, so, took about three pills of Extenzo
  Now, my dick longer than a five-door limo
  Harder than a soft right hook from Kimbo on PCP and cilantro
  When Im with your bitch Im like, Where my dick go?
  Now, she think Im bout to eat her whole
  Enchilada, I gotta lotta that Preme and Im paying nada
  It seems that Im product placement, but Im not, Im just fuckin awesome
  Yo mama look like a ugly loser