Voicemail:

"Hi, Chad. I just want to say Happy New Years, and I am so proud to be your Mom. I'm so proud of you, I always have been. You're such a hard worker, I don't know anyone who works as hard as you do. And I want you to just continue to believe in yourself as I do, and enjoy your life. Love you sweetie, bye" - Paula "Momma Poe" Stafford

Introduction:

Uh, what's the word word? Yea, Riverside reppa! Perris representative. Pete Rock on the beat, welcome to the streets

[Verse One]

Ayo I'm back with the verbal ratchet
With a package to feed the masses of savages
They be acting rowdy
But knowing that they counterfeits
My panoramics
Visionary consistent with these melodies
Lifting weights like Hercules
I bring the god degrees on anything
I travel across the seven seas
My enemies dying fatal, 360
It be the softest n***as that always try to temp me
Words of wisdom
See smoking on this blunt has got me lifted
And sippin this Modelo got me enjoying the liquid
See I'm just living
Cause we all dying at the end though
Better stack up
Cause the moment I grab the mic
I snatch the megabyte
I ain't playing
N***as will rob you and your mans for contemplating
See we playing a game of Chess
You just a pawn compared to Agent Smith
So what you want though?
That money and the fame huh?
Xzibit's paparazzi flashing infinite depression
It's a shame
You n***as is in the rap game
But only for the fortune and the fame
What's the word n***as?

[Chorus: INI]

You always want to be in the spotlight, right?
The center of attention
I also have to mention
INI rocks the spot
It's like that cause we keepin it hot

[Verse Two]

Ayo I'm back with the verbal ratchet
With a package to feed the masses
Wisdom from the ancients
I'm talking hover crafts and spaceships
That African resurrection
Indigenous reparations
Generations after generations
Bump this in your basement
Let it bleed throughout your stereo
And if we get this right dawg
That's educated Kings and Queens
Thoughout the barrio holmes
That Black and Brown
You need to unite for me holmes
Cause I'm a Cali mothafucka
And Riverside is my home, that 951
I'll treat it like the baseline to your beatbox
I'll spit a dirty sixteen
Then we mobbin out to the liquor spot
That Diddy bop
Perris representative ain't no illa
You ain't a killa
The only time you dope is over Dilla, n***a