I post up in the Paint

I wanna listen to Barry White say..Whatever, Whatever / inside my

cushion patent leather exterior/ I feel superior / Ohh by the way , im lyrical

My physical mind state , / knowing

only the casket awaits / im that dash that separates the dates / of

yo birth and yo burial /

I'm in between it all

...like Tip, Pfife was my dawg, I flip /

thru tribes / I'm alive , R.I.P to the most intricate part of the Jackson 5,

I'll be there..If im not ..I'll be square

..A nature boy like Flair , minus the gold hair ..hell yeah..I'm discussed more than

...Obamas health care , plus yo momas welfare...but im still here.

Cliff might be wrong , but my Kevin Hart ride along like the Huxtable, Claire

 

. I gotta watch Barbershop just to see Nicki doing some customers hair.

WTF happened to Eve ? She was my Miss universe. WTF happened to Steve.

Ohhh suddenly you can't read ? Soccer Game, Ohh suddenly you cant breathe.

No Katt, them juveniles punch back. like moms,,,

you got my lunch packed, but where my crunchy munch at ?

This is just me spitting that rod strickland...I crossover thru lanes

...just call it a road rage thang.

Hood areas are more likely to be called Martin Luther blvd.

than have Melrose names.