[Verse 1: Stevie Stone]
I said I'm smokin' on the kush and I'm sippin' on the Henny
We ran up outta Crown, gotta trade up on the Rémy
My attitude is fuckin', we connectin' with the Ripper
We got some college bitches and converted em to strippers
Now lieutenant go dumb and leave the whole party numb
We pull the model bitches that a keep a n***a cumin'
Retarded, retarded got me feelin' like a junkie
Debatin' takin' some Molly, take a shot of Brass Monkey
Now I'm here for [?]
[?] more gettin'
Try to spark c-conversation
S-S-Stutter when I'm spittin'
What I'm missin'?
(Stevie Stone gone let these n***a know mane)
Pay attention
(Strange Music, Zombie mob on these n***as mane)
Yeah
Make room
Clear the way
Please forgive me, be forgettin' what I say
Bitch I'm 'bout to be a problem in the game
Make room for me, for me
Room for me, for me, room!

[Hook]
I might stutter when I talk, cause I'm retarded
Might lean when I walk, cause I'm retarded
Make room for me, for me, room for me I'm retarded
A little drool from my mouth when I talk, cause I'm retarded