I came to this world not knowin' nothin
Mom said my dad is dead, I know she's bluffin

You don't know my pain
My lyrics hit your heart, and spin your brain

When I hit tha scene I'm hard to handle
My ice so bright like a thousand candles

You won't see a flow like this ever in yo life
I spit it hard while I'm F*ckin your wife

I came down with my yellow bone
Sprees on my motorhome
Wood grain on my phone

Our CD will be out soon! W.B.F.
(White Boy Freestyl