[Verse]
Me and my n***as on the hunt
It’s five of us trying to put the rap game in the trunk
Four of them n***as live out of state
I can’t reach them
I call SonnyJim and he will make me a plate
I treat the rap game like the savor baked
Sonny hit me and told me the empire is by the lake
Let my bitch sniff up the shake before she drives me to the airport
I’m tyring to get some head first (Baby)
I land at some infected ass city
The women here look like walking STDs with big titties
I’m glad I got one off before I left town
That shit gotta last ‘til I’m back around baby (Shit)
Now I pause to the empire, not spooked at all
Got half a helmet on my nuts to protect my balls
As I keep walking with my walkman
I see a group of fat ugly mother fuckers with knives with the [?]
I stopped
Soon as I did tat some midget appeared out of nowhere
Telling me all about these n***as
He said, “You better not play homie
You see them knives that them n***as holding
They got AIDS on it” (Ew)
I looked up like what the fuck
Looked down and the midget disappeared in the weed smoke
So I put that shit out
Approached these n***as like a mad customer
I wanna talk to the manager
One of them n***as like “You fucking nuts”
They took their knives out blood dripping and all
I ball my fucking fist up, now I’m ready to brawl
And them I-
[Outro]
How do you expect to stay at the top of your profession if you don’t do road work
(Crazy dream, shit)
You don’t need legs if you don’t run away
Or if you’re smart enough to let the fools come to you
Which brings me to the point, whatchu want
Remember a guy named Mitchell Casey
Mean as they come
All of them college degrees didn’t make his personality any brighter