They want me locked in boxes like it's pacquiao, got beef?
I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease
Three lunch boxes a week,
But don't fall asleep
The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love
I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,
Cause they putting us in boxes now i'm breaking us free
So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party
I picture a happy day at the pizza shop
You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot
I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa
Come over here, he's blastin' rap music, eatin' pizza,
Cannibal who's munchin on you're legs, like some jet's pizza
Okay today i was the freshest in my area
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