if yo name looks like this
Coo Coo Fo Cocoa Pops
then you got center stage
I will get to the others on my own good damn time
By now yo flunkies told you I got you in my radar
You've been Ropa Dope
Fight like a butterfly and sting like 13,000 bees
that be me
I dont do dope and smoke and drink all that sirzurrup
no need I got my hands on my saw -off dont ever fuck with me
I like tellin a nig where is ass right wound up
shit just got real my pretty ass yellow ass messed up face for a rut
clownt yo ass bout 10 times anit said no real name dont like yo yellow ass in my rhymes
I see every time I follow one of yo spies you watchin and guess what I am right behind
you started this bullshit and now you on my shit list
you might wanna go fly a kite
niggah you might get yo nite nite
This started out a novel about an accomplice
but now it is a rant book and you on my compass
diss your ass your crew just like you and yo yellow ass rice cake and roman noodles too foo foo
I got plenty to clown yo ass with and then I will run all this watt pad shit
you said you gonna do what white niggah half idiot no black no class
let me stay right here and been got in that nasty yellow trasy ass
This the rant line
ANY TIME!