It's hotter than a lunatic's underarm in a straight-jacket.

Cats so watered down clowns could sink Titanics, tie titanium around they neck and watch em panic.

TSA, man I'm fly.

man I gotta get down with God cause I got my sins up.

and I roam with the heart of a violin, dont violate my patience I'm waiting to kill a man.

cars will collide when I'm on this beat, wreck sh*t for the record once the record peaks.

niggas dying, muthaf##k a double entendre.

But only 17 and 7 cars start honking, she start running like Flo-Jo.

if you look inside my mind you'd probably see atomic bombs, loaded with explosive grenades holding dope rhymes.

fuck a funeral just make sure you show my music respect.