going forward and backward i go at the yard stench on the city bar to mention that car on the pool i see a bra daddy ridinga bull and I ain't tryn to rhyme o its just a waste of time to me cos those downtown they bow to me cos im the king and on my throne i remain whiall alone on my lane I'm as strong as the king any girl who wants to sing just come to me cos those who wanna hate will havea nice time while we are busy getting ready for our sudden rhymes