Have you ever been down the roadway of hell, surrounded by burning buildings? Your whole body engulfed in flames, and it ain't no feeling? Chillin ain't it? Should be, weak niggas couldn't handle it, I came out unscathed, which means I can handle shit Dismantle shit, trust me nigga, couldn't walk in these shoes bitch, Cuz if you could? You would, and you know you'd lose quick These size 13's? Fit for a king, and they ain't for no peasant shit, You fuck with me? And you'll see, that I ain't on no pleasant shit So back back gimme 50 feet, before I get on some snappin shit, Cuz I don't mind, step outta line, and I'll get on some slap a bitch This passive shit is for the birds, fuck around and find out quick, Fuckin with me or my family, you'll get yo shit split Bars...