This is a song about "Funky shit"

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

So ill leave after i spit a bit of some funky shit,

Bumping heavy d and the boyz, still "chunky but funky"

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Watchin' me when i stiff on them like a photo funky

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Nah, shit, my life is boring shit,

You don't mean that, you faggot

Ran outside to see the big show

Homies lost their cool-funky flow

Bumping heavy d and the boys, still chunky, but funky

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat