[Verse 2: Ghettosocks]
As soon as the beat drop- you know that it's on, damn it/ the
Cool calm commander commandeering an odd planet/ where
Babies talk basic but behave like they combatants/ I’ll
Palm a pomegranate the size the titties on Janet/

-I'm sorry miss Jackson it meant nothin/
I'm just playing so relax and keep ‘em tucked in/
Soon as the airlock slid we rushed in/ a whole
Parade of us spontaneous human combustion/

-ooh it’s awesome- there's nothin you could do to harm ‘em/
Dude u looked alarmed when Nas luded that dey shootin on em/
To be honest you can google up this pseudo artist/ and
Be amused when I come in view dressed like Tutenkamen/

-hold it down I'm not holier than thou holy cow/
Only homies that know me solely show me the forty cal/
Blaow lick a shot through your vehicular forget the cops/ I'm
Up in Chkn Chop spending gwop until it hits the spot/