sole man

h-o-t spitta

h-o-t spitta

h-o-t spitta

h-h-o-o-t-t spitta

i can't be compared to these niggas

back in the days in the city of new orleans

before we had a basketball team called the hornets

the hustlers on the block was the only ones balling

every day i saw 'em floating something that i wanted

riding up the block

top dropped

engine roaring

pitch a little kid twenty bucks to wash it for 'em

i used to sit on the block and listen to 'em talking

about how expensive it was to ride foreign

those i admire added fuel to the fire

but when soulja slim came up

i really got inspired

switched it into overdrive when i heard him rhyming

then my brother got a deal and then i figured that i could and then i did

but it's kind of crazy in the music biz

chances slim

they're shady in the music biz

props to eminem because he made it in the music biz

walked my eight mile in the land of the katrinians

i got a style that a lot of people don't get

but hipsters and skateboarders digging it

it's funny how i'm making money from this written shit

in elementary they tried to fail me for my penmanship

now i'm thinking through the ink and it's making me rich

but executive infections is making me sick

antibiotics to fight it

yeah

i'm taking the shit

my doctor prescribed it

i tried it

i'm shaking and shit

i read the same rap handbook as q-tip

the part that hit me the hardest said this: industry rule #180: the one's you think are helping are hating