we gon hop out in the space coupe forin with all the action my life aint never boring crystle clear my dimonds like some clorine if u wana talk we gon pop out in da moring draco 223 kilers kick you door in, we be dripin we be pimpin wiping respect my blooding froget the cripn u want a fade homie are u triping this goes out to cris your hairline is as straight as your sexuality you look like u were a prodect of beastelsty dont make me get short shorts u look like a dog bork bork bet u eat cerel with a fork forkand your head is shaped like a cork cork and i know u cant fight so shut up and go hop on your trike i gota go im over heateng the mike