Big Mama

Big mama, selling narcota

How much do it cost bitch? None, zip, nada

Run from policia, ain't no drama

Fresh new Adidas for the newborn stamina

Flow so pretty I would turn around and fuck it

Asian girl screams, that's the Bangkok Ruckus

Not a crack-pipe, but I crack pipe vocally

Pipe kids down with the black cane locally

Got a thick layer of bullshit that covers me

Spying on your girl from a tree like Discovery Channel

Bust through your girl's vag canal

Fuck her in the ass, less humps than a camel

Yo, riddle this fictitious little kiddo

That rinses dishes

Blow kisses to bad girls they flinch itches

Mad sketchy like Craigslist, ain't shit

Ya'll finish short, like a midget at the races

When I'm on the beat, I'm something like a cipher

Podium possess kid, keep it old school, like a type writer

Night-rides a horse, so I'm a knight rider

Something like a king bombing on these Al-Quaders

Bitch!

No, I'm just scanning a thin line

Between a piece of shit and a battle of ill minds

I got dumb people that be testing my rhymes

But I can bend around the process and steadily incline

So when they ask, "Who am I?"

Make a death slow, and they feel the pain

And when I'm not on my pill, my brain deteriorates and I go insane