This is a song about "Disappointment with a sick beat"

Before i 221 beat you with a fuckin' steel pole

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

I'm a sick kid, i'll hit quick, swing with my big dick

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Slap it on a butty, ten foot thick, then wash it all down with a cup of sick

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

//with someone on, but there'd also need to be a longer beat

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

I stay short with my boys, kick facts an murder this beat with some sick raps,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

I murder every beat with a rap, the ink i jot kills

I'm a man with a sick past

Got a nigga in her face just gassed