what the Fuck listen to that bass pulling niggas in with that cheese like it's a rat race u feeling those tingles moving all across ur face na too slow breathing hard trying to keep up to my pace drooling all over my trophy case every word I'm spitting at you try an embrace everyone of my footsteps u need to retrace cause maybe then you would end your chase leave you in a paranoid hate daze ur left so lost in a never ending maze people look at u laugh an say they thought it was just a faze but Fuck it get dose trees rollitup spark it an we blaze smoke smoke smoke are problems away be free for a little bit of the day my names supa jay and I'm here to tell you it'll be oookkkkaaaayyyy look once double back click clack looking twice throw them gambling dice wish in one hand shit in the other both hands always full of shit so I don't bother to this rap game ur just a child and I'm the motha fucking father ur spits come up short or mine are taller sold ur souls to be baller yet when I'm around everyone holler get yo mammas number an not even caller or treat her as my pet an drag her around by the collar shit thou we all just in it to make top dollar so we do what we can flip the middle finger to the man but salute our loyal fans our street an blood fam put the tunes on an jam my words are true no scam so hot I'll catch a tan waitll my plane lands and everyone's is clapping their hands cheering never fearing behind the wheel but never actually steering but..shit actually smoke smoke smoke are problems away be free for a little bit of the day my names supa jay and I'm here to tell you it'll be oookkkkaaaayyyy