you dont mess wit me youll really wish youd died when i hit you in the eye it might even make you fly while im sitting there i sigh your girl touching on my thigh while i sit back and relax wit your girlfriend on ma lap 2 centimeters from my sac you tried to shoot me with a mac but you missed man that was sad now your ex lay their she bleeding and by that i mean her back man you shot with your strap now why the heck did you do that i can be a threat but still not curse i still got power in my words and the meaning sometimes hurt but its demeaning the way you flirt