Wassup dear? Sup babe? What street you by? On 5th Bout to hit the West Side High

Wassup dear? Sup babe? What street you by? On 5th Bout to hit the West Side High

Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her, it's not yours, who can it be?

And to turn it into rap wasn't too difficult besides just rhymin' the last words of each line.

That song is a story that shows how easily you could get slipped into being labeled as the bad guy, even though what you really trying to do is tell the bad guy to leave you alone.

Ran out of bullets and still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic. Pointed at her head and said the gun was full of lead, he told the cops, back off or honey here's dead.

We need realism to deal with reality.