This is a song about "The gasp"

Mr. red carpet, i don't do awards

I send a blast and a gasp through them boards

Victory is within my grasp, arrow to your throat i'm there 'till you take that last gasp

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

A real wonder woman

The bigger the the fun

[gasp] how does she do this!? howww! howwwww! i must know!

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Me rolling// in lamborghini rims previously stolen//and watch you gasp at my

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,