I know a lot of brothers that think that they can flow
  But when I come through, it's like everybody's slow
  One kid told me he used to be a pro
  Until he bump heads with new Cappachino
  You might of seen my face in the old school arena
  Dipped like a fresh kid sipping on Pina
  I'm a felony, y'all cats a misdemeanor
  Eyeballing, all on my dick like Gina
  Smiling, you're not really ready for the Whylin'
  Came up strong but you scared of Staten Island
  All on my chest, oh the big fat medallion
  What you don't really want this here rut
  Rhyme 5 for 2 rhyme slut
  Battle wit dancehall king, you get struck by the lightning
  I tear mics up, y'all need to quit
  The name of this rhyme is I splashed the shit
  Some of y'all sing like never before
  I sleep all day while y'all trying to score
  Then I wake up like Alien 3
  Coming at y'all niggas that stole the rhymes from me
  Bitch, this is how the poor got rich
  Lay on the track then insert the hit
  Nine months later, the rap world is pregnant
  Wu babies blow kid, beware the segment
  Rumor has it, Donna darts create magic
  Nobody in my team have it
  You've seen my face on a $20 dollar bill
  Then you hear my voice on an Iron Man reel
  It's all tragic, rule not the bull shit-atrics
  Your rap is swine, mines is like catfish
  Birthday rap style, come on make a wish