Couldn't be a follower, I did a fit, I kill it
Greatness, for me the F in me mother breed
If I know that a rifle, be a shot we beat
Tell wake up, cliff up or drop asleep
Nothing I give, no no one stun us at the weed
When bush talk, rubber got the speak
Raw blood clot, I great, no grab a leaf
Things say me wrong, the youth say, one dem grab a leaf
Just no one dem make, one another bleed
Lick a stewardess up, oof, drop another beast
I'm fatty for calf, every rasta