swiiiiitch haaa you dig Jack Parrow son I went down for battle everybody was laughing at me until I changed the flow switch the flow made Mike mop the floor soo I can walk on the clean flow no body gonna trust I'm shit I don't talk to strangers that's what mama told pray to God to take away my enemies away and all the sudden I lost my friends almost I feel like my enemies are my strangers I don't trust nobody trying hang out for a day we fuck a bitch for a day nobody had me as you had me now I'm in the zone you staying in tone watch your tune when you talk to God by don't mind your baboon face staring in the mirror aaaaa mirror mirror on the wall who's the real nigger ain't no body you better him that's my Mike we count cash together the amount we got you don't even rich half way sound like a pro then you got a battle channel with me are you happy son front me down town frown then big up yourself