Yo, ay big r same westo flow on the jump shit, i got old on the count, so i became show biz, you see my blax and my whites, my goods and my bads, puttin my lacky old track behind my ack bitch. Sarri got sacked, so ya now what it is, is cold and it black, silky touch. this is pirlos account on the wolfs bitch, let it flow down the toilet, riding with da shit damn. poppin it over with a faster flow, i didnt know yall could keep up tho, hardly a problem with the breath, sittin over big mans bed of death, lolligaggin over the rhymes all the time, when my tongue do the motherfucking talking, ay its me back ere like eminem, suit your side, just please abide the rules of the emblem, now lets not get sidetracked, u got nudes dont send em, imma son of jesua, you can lose your head over every fat ass rhyme, please do so, as i dont get recognized everytime, bet your suprised tho jokes got me over the moon tho jokes ha damn. jusr neede a little break, so a rap shit, o wait back to wrk now u can go take a shot, haa.