Luke Im your father son a balling globetrotter bum

I'm something like 93till bumpin in the caddy untill the oil spill it's how the microphone powers coils feel trying to get that royal deal said I couldn't ryhme with orange peel Im shittin on mics like lauren hill and lll make a kill cause I got that steal popin pills while I'm behind the wheel smoking weed to this beat tell me how you feel we just the people on the street trying to keep it real... Always pimpin never simpin and did I mention I'm the henchmen fuck the people in your section my weights what I'm benching and if that doesn't het your attention its just cause you lack comprehension you a lackin lame in detention stuck in a Twilight zone dimension I'll start flexin on the tension Ill throw a wrench in and fuck up your suspension you don't want to fuck with the gold dust velcro straps with gats couldn't hold us I'm a cold cut throwing dick at your moms old butt and she didn't want me to hold up with that gold cup so she dranked till she throwed up and then we went and did some more stuff I didn't know she like it so rough, then I slowed it done with the slow stuff on that dusty old muff...She a old slut... I'm under cover with the big gun like big pun something like luke I'm your father son, I know to you it's bothersome but its just how I father them if they talk back I clobber them I'm magic like balling globetrotter bum...I beat like a drum until your mum start to hum for the plasma cum hotter then the son that's where I'm from...So don't be actin dumb....