I’m saying stic … picture me dancing a jig …
Doing my best jigger boo ….
Trying not to commit to nigger ..phew …
Dodging the hate spew … From the faithful …
In the vestibule …
Young black man …invested a few …
Moments of his time … in the community …
enlightened all colors …yet others don’t give me immunity…
I heard it roll off they lips … sucka nigga …
Fat Nigger … Black nigger
Nukka ..once you spit it remember you can‘t take it back nukka …
but understand when I rhyme on the mic… I’m THAT nigga …
that your kids recite …
Better than the alphabet … so Yuuulllle !
Crank that Zin … in ya decks..
Fuck nah ….

I brawl with authors … trade secrets with illustrators
Spar with fathers … but never lend tools to neighbors
You fools you made them …
On youtube you viewed and played it …
So You ’think you own the rules to change ’em
Jigga! … by who’s sir do you name ’em …Boo! …
These lyrics scare mainstream listeners … till they calling you…

Nigga! ….what’s my mother fucking name … Nigga! And who I’m posting with huh?! …mo Niggas!