I'm Smoke

[Sm0k3]

My names Smoke, how u doin, how have u been?/
Me, I've been up all nite, headachin, pukin/
Doin a buffet of drugs and causin mayhem/
Runnin str8 at u like im fuckin Michael Strahan/
Ready 2 put u in da ground like a lawntorch/
I beat on niggaz, fuck beats, go talk 2 Scott Storch/
Put me up against 50 niggaz, i'll be the last standin/
Niggaz odds is a million to one, but yet dey assbettin/
Until I come thru and burn down ya crib/
Kidnap ya kids ask ya bitch where the stash is/
Kill u and tell her come off that insurance money/
U should really bust a gut because it sure is funny/
How u dont wanna get it there, but yet u say u gon wild/
Dont have ya crew get laid out, lookin like a dogpile/
Cuz im not mentally stable, and at the rate this is goin/
It either keep ya mouth closed or ya head will be open/