This is a song about "Theresa my sexy"

Whose there? twista breakin' em' off it's a magical sexy

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

My words are my rhythm

I just wanna go to the slum

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I'll leave a z on your bottom right after i poke you~sexy zee,

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him