you really wanna know who superman is?
i can't have no sympathy for fuck niggas
all this shit i've seen done made my blood thicker
spill promethazine inside a double cup
now that's a double stuff
please don't hit my phone if it ain't 'bout no commas
keep the peace like dali lama
backin' out the parkin' spot and though the law be on him
too many times i swallowed my pride
with like half of a mili' inside of my briefcase
and they don't speak ingles
but the money is somethin' that they could comprende
and i got bread like i'm green day
i come around and their heads turn
used to like bitches with hair permed