yea yea am not in. the mood for your bullshit i got the guns and i pull shit am the boss and i move shit dont talk to me like you will do shit dont come to me with that bullshit i will lay you down for that bull shit i know you hate cause you cant spit i know you wak with that fake shit common nigga you aint shit am the steel that would break shit i will break your bones with a broom stick i will cough you up like a m sea sick