my name ain't otis but I'm elevatin demonstrations, losin concentration a make me wanna cook ya bacon, no hesitatin I aint waitin on u Satan, I'm comin in 1st place and I'm racin to keep me motivated, I aint the one and just for fun ill give a illustration, but if u say it just begun then im a limitate ya, meanin u limited, my nigga I'm spirited, but don't be tryna fake it wanna say that u innocent, a coincidence, I don't agree wit alot, if u iffy it aint no Ripleys or believe it or not, the cream of the crop, its heat so man I'm keepin it hot, when its clean off in these streets, I'm always sweepin the blocc, and reachin the top nigga only room for the king, if u standing up by the fences that's the way I'm a swing, when doin my thing, I promise I aint pullin ya string, if u changin up on a nigga then I listen for ching, then u listen for that ching x3 that ching my thing, if I'm ringin ya bell it goes ding, u can tell from the hell I bring, I gotta bail hit my cell but u rather sing, I leave u talkin to tone got my phone pinged, I sticc and move u try to stay behind a nigga shoes, like a shadow or something but u aint get the newz, I jump quiccly for a battle cuz I'm here to bruise, u probably needin to smash I comin after u, and if I'm trailin aint no tellin how a nigga comin, sometimes I'm keepin it cool sometimes a nigga stompin, but it ain't failin everytime givin what they wantin, ay but it really don't matter just gotta keep it funky, I got ya head bouncin up and down jus like a junkie, I tried to tell u I ball thats why u tried to dunk me, and when I'm makin a call u know its bout that money, its time to creep and I crawl thats every week sonny