he hear it in his sleep sometimes
blare it in your jeep so your peoples can stare at them rhymes
real rhymes not your everyday hologram
even when ribs was touchin' never swallowed the ham
he'd rather eat a sand sandwich salad
it might need salt like your man's bland ballad
a lot of stuff happens that the news won't tell yous
rollin' through ya hood in the caddy buggy
always threw me off when she told me