Its four now, the clubs over
In this world of life i call poker,
I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/
Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin
You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall
It kind of feels like middle school again when they call
Off of the topic, call me the prospect.
I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect
Resented by the game like i'm pete rose in this bitch
You call it a punch line, i call it ya line of scrimmage.
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