From the recording The Balance
Lyrics
Fuck you
It’s Eclectic ripping with Tactics
So trip and you’ll get your ass kicked
Rap sick way above the head of you half wits
Ask Nick
I’m a menace not to society
But to sobriety
Ain’t nobody that get as high as me
I roll the finest trees and chase it with vagina
That’s my kind of feast
I’m in the Carolinas trying to find a freak
Or either that or down in Florida by the Georgia line
Looking for a farmers daughter to contort her spine
Make her move work muscles she ain’t know she had
Always known as a good girl but shit she know she bad
She know she got some ass
And the face to go with it
Thick in the hips so you got more control with it
I’m so vivid yeah the pictures I paint
With no blemishes
the images I mentioned are great
I’m so into this
You niggas can just sit there and hate
But when it’s finally time to eat
Don’t try to get you a plate nigga