If you get offended by my music, don't listen to it.
My skin is too thick and bullet proof to touch me.
I don't need a tank top to be a wife beater
Now who is the king of these lewd, ludicrous, lucrative lyrics; who could inherit the title, to put the youth in hysterics; using his music as spirit
Smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross.
They say music can alter moods and talk to you.