I'm the mother f u c k i n g Scumbag, never forget
I’m comprised of bad days, and subtle regrets
I got the hand on the TEC, and the clip and the 9
Say another word like Pinky, get popped you're a clown
I lay yo ass back, just like a La-Z-Boy
Too much woods been smoked, still hazy boy
White paint, black seats, old fashion my rover
Red rover, red rover, call your b i t c h on over
Used to want a Benz G, with the flags like H.O.V.A
'Til I turned a certain age, and saw he popped like soda
So out of tune with what's cool, like just a old man
But I'm still magic somehow, poof, Alakazam