[Jabari Black]

Uzi sparkin! Think YOU the target? I’ll give ya girl the machine/
If this jerk intervene...The pops sit you down over a bitch like the birds and the bees/
He started the 1-2 league and then left. Then I ran the shit when he needed the help/
So when I grab these twin glocks...it ain’t the first time I picked up the pieces for Zelph/
Heat in the belt. You handled MIC well, but now I’m cooking this lame/
The Ruger gets aimed! ‘3 80s era rapper’ like the Sugarhill Gang/
FUCK 12 - I don’t like you, bums! I’ll have ya whole police force dying, son/
Slide on ya department for Black Entertainment...n air that station like Viacom/
Ya crib get invaded. Catch him sleepin, then the sig get this lame hit/
I’m rollin up on the pork with the biscuit...that’s how you cook a pig in a blanket/
If I catch ya slinging rock, I’ll rob a cop. If you don’t give up the stash, the mag greet ya/
You get marked out...then covered in red for not showing the work - I’m a math teacher/
The fuck he talkin bout? You’ll see ya mug on the floor if you don’t ‘watch ya mouth’/
Or the 9 milly chalk him out. The mil really bussin at 12 like Waffle House/