This is a song about "I may have crooked teeth"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

May have a lisp, may have a zip, but i can zigzag through verses/

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

I could use you as a toothpick in my bleak sleek teeth.

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

And you may have a pistol but yo i pack a pump,

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

I may have lost my mind, my head feels kind of lite.

Hello protractor, i crack your teeth with doors,

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

I showered them with bleach, pulled out all of their teeth

I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe

Right? and i know things may have been hard,

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

The crooked path i follow, i wish upon no soul.

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole