Hotter than the barrel after shootin off the chrome,
colder than the winter, after eating icecream cones,
Blown, away by the fact i was able to take flight,
late night, dark n**** nocturnal outta sight, turn out the lights,
look at what my lifes like,
money clothes n kicks, yea they stack up to unreachable heights, man
i dont like to fight, but this road is just so rocky,
back towards the serpent, run these verses like a jocky,
electrocuting giants, dont call me jeremy shockey,
from the way that i talk, the illusion is im stocky,
so from the way im thinkin, my mind is never fine...which means my mind is never....get it, never mind,
not that Northstar but them slaves gonna let me shine,
i dont skate, dawg im on a whole different type a grind,
ironhide, weapon specialist pull out the ironhide,
run inside, body in a pickuptruck, rough ride
recon, im an auto-kid robot-decepticon,
please name another n****, shouts out to Nebulon,
man i think my brain is gone,
rub my bars they "all spark",
let you dogs bark, i walk the walk n yall just talk,
ima super dude, man my first name should be Clark,
yea i got these blackboards, but i got no chalk,
off the wall like mix tape,
eventhough i dont skate,
when i do a kickflip, its the last one you flip with,
you in ingrate,
you hate me but you ask me for my mixtape,
i dont wanna get locked up i heard my music ear rape.