Mayonnaise in the Moon

yea you might have heard about me true I got me a few goons you fools would believe me if I told you that mayonnaise was mined from the Moon i see somebody shinin their spoon so what r u tryin to do dying influences youth I'm only spitting the truth no crying up in the booth no need for no bulletproof riding without a roof out grinding from two to two nifu dyin to see what this rugerll doo then no lie im puttin it to use i think that u got me confused take a chance with me going to lose you ain't walking away with no bruise they going to see your face on the news but this is the life that you choose so tell your mama not to cry the blues when this deuce deuce knocks you out your shoes