You got me fuming, i'm propane, profane, prolifically grow others to pros,
And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes
So don't worry about my motherfucking name
But fuck it, that's chains and ice, social commentary's lame,
Passion for global control and economic and social domination
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
Media turned justice into reality tv,
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
And blacks have stereotypes portrayed by the media,
I'll give you pros and cons about you man
Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham
But i guess pros outweighed the cons
Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops
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