This is a song about "Jive"

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

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Flow’s over, let me trick this shit and flip it up,

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

On they twitter writing novels, see

Try to call me (try to call me)

I be going metal, with the word play

Not to mention wale is on the way

Damn is your mattress dry

You can't win so don't even try

1, 2, 3, or 4 times wit a fine chick, show her ya magic trick *flick*

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Used to find dope in his coat

They say i take life as a joke,

Props to play with or think cartesian

Insubordinate for good reason