Flow hotter than a summer blaze Soo Stuck in My Ways Fuck Wat Chu gotta Say Look at My Waist Fuck Outta My Way wishin for better days but im caught up in bitter rage and my tempers been hard to gauge so i get so high/ cant feel my eyes/ my jaw soo tight/ Heart poundin Thinkin i might die/ Then i realized/ Im still in the booth tryna spit what i write/ But dats too slow/ So i spit what i wrote/ To correct the last quote/ But dats why I love hip hop/ Down to my toe/ Grammatically correct or not it can get spoke/ Might be something Might be nothing Tell you one thing Im that one thing Obstacles i am jumping/ Shotgun shells yea im pumping/ Defecate on these haters and competition, im dumping/ The booth is my port-a potty You walk by it Yea you'll smell something...... Oh no should i descibe it/ Will you even survive it/ The steam from my saliva/ Kamikaze Style but you won't see me in the air / off myself after I drop you Steve McNair/ eat this pair/ and I ain't talkin fruit.......