He's Only Mediocre, Jealousy Can't Get With

I'm Sexing Raw Dog Without Protection.

My Radio, Believe Me, I Like It Loud, I'm The Man With A Box That Can Rock The Crowd. Walkin' Down The Street, To The Hardcore Beat While My Jvc Vibrates The Concrete.

My Head Was Spinning, I Had Never Seen Blood. Four Years Old, This Don't Feel Like Love.

When I’m Alone In My Room Sometimes I Stare At The Wall, And In The Back Of My Mind I Hear My Conscience Call.

Suckas On My Jock When I Walk Down The Block, I Really Don't Care If You're Jealous Or Not.