o that's kool don't get took as no fool
over drug baby girls drools off prehistoric wool
force in ones eyes dead flies money lies
you been trying so hard ships hit duck tape applies
and nines revolvers are empty crimes
but in the mist of your test a glimpse of a fist
i'll support you you kiss my cheeks but no checks
after the dust settles hows song is it in the tape deck
the producer or the loser who got hoodwink
droping elephant pink tears peanut butter fears
stuck to roof of mouth unable to speak

it's leaking-lincoln!
love you ma