Stop It!! (something I wrote in the 90's)

You try to blur what I see and delude reality

3 gees for rims $500 for the car, Cadi truck

but you under moms lock and key

You fronting saying nothing

cuz the car belong to your cousin

Wearing silver profiling like its platinum, shining

you got it going on your Roley gold and chrome, blinding

No money to buy nothing walk in the store anyway stunting

You in the pen lying about what you got and where you been

Chicks flossing getting slick but they kids looking sick

Your daughter grown the big 16 opening her legs but you say she innocent

Still think you the sh!t sucking on a glass dick

your son pay your rent, while you sit at home and take hits

Ball headed as hell and you pack too much gel

Fat 8itch wearing size 6 bloated and killing everybody with the smell

Live in the projects got gear from everybody in the complex

Locked arguing over this and that arguing over state snacks

playing it cool with no hang, hair stuck

weave to your butt and your real hair short as fnck

Thirsty chokey reeboks with some dirty ass socks

Gamblin in the casino losing all your c-notes

all the doe you make go back in weed smoke

that girl 13 years old but you ready to take her home

Quit changing prices on clothes all you gold digging hoes

* Guess I was in my feelings about a bunch of stuff..lol