Low-Fi

Off the hen I'm swerving

Rorschach, rockin' Matte black on the corner observing

I'm certain there's dirt being did or dirt been done

Since day one my mind on some Malcolm

On the streets I see 'em snorting the talcum

That shit have em rocked, like a 1st round drop

George Forman with the shot

Dirty as a bass drop while I'm seeing all the jaws lock

I see the doors lock

I see the eyes pop

They think they saucing like a Knoor pot

They sure shot, thinking that they winning but can't get no job