I don't use my verses to sell shit
Cat's talk to me, I smell shit
Bullshit
I be at the pulpit
Acting the culprit
Cats need to go in
Or get insulted
This is Steve Sanz and Boy Sand, put your hands up like a Vulcan
Or stay home
Alone
Culkin
I am so inappropriate
I had a palm reader take a look at my palm print
She told me "papa, don't be so pompous"
I said "BIIIITTTTTCHHHHHHHH
Careful when you talk to the Godsend"
Then she tried to pull on my drawstring
But you ain't heard that from me, I ain't one to gossip
I DO WHATEVER I WANT
I ain't got wandering eyes
The only I wandering is I
You know I got you open, say "ahhhhhh"
Been focused folks since I was yea high
Much prefer the natural to yay high
Promoters drop at least three stacks
Heyyyyyy Yaaaaaaa
I pick outfits at random
I hold outfits for ransom
Until name brand bandwagons abandoned
I don't blah blah on your bandwidth
I ain't blabbering what I brandish
I get the notion that these bastards
Type to be like, "put the lotion in the basket"
Gimme 8 feet money, arachnid
You're such an embarrassment
I DO WHATEVER I WANT
I don't get starstruck
But let a star start something, you'll see a star struck
You'll see a star snuffed
But screw killing like starring in snuff
Won't bite, starving and stuff
Up all night, stars and stuff
Head, butt, Starks and stuff
Many chumps might scowl but towels get chucked
When ish get's foul like geese and ducks
Peace and love
The truth is that cross means crux
The truth is of course that cross means plus
Got it all sewn up
Shit is so nuts