Down in the south I had a lil somethin… Some might even say I was a silver spoon kid that’s always askin for nothin. When I went to jail all the niggas wanna act like this shit is a sweet lick or somethin. But the way I talk do got people like “yo way dat nigga from b? Go check that nigga, go see who he be… Cause if he ain’t wit da b’s it’s fuck what he bee, But a night just don’t know he just pulled up on lil night ru mobin da p.q Ya face may have a smile but I see how u feel inside about me… But one thang I know is that itdon’t take long for a nigga see how I slide when it’s time to eat…now think about that,while I’m ridin dis beat…….with dis bitch that I’m bout to take down another street…to another house with another freak that’s rolling now…I didn’t know if I should take off both there clothes or just lay on Down….cause I know these bitches gonna try and handle me now..