Let me find my way Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Messing me up my whole head Seeking to me just like Tisha Dead body, now look at what you starting Schoolboy crushin' they done not hush the whole world See it, but you can't My people think I'm plain sick and rage and rant Your name is in my mouth like an ancient chain Got me like a dog at the paws and pants Speaking of which, girl, Lisa and I wish this was a rockin' myth Make a militant loop in my strategy End of the day you're not mad at me Not dealing with nobody and I like what you told me I say that yo, it's cool, we can just be friends, please Just yo, picture me messin' it up Am I not corrupt with the MC Cuffs? Sheenie, I'm on my J.O. What was it in hoping that they'd go slow?