Yo it’s Steve Clem baby, been dead lately/
I seen rent maybe, if I recall it was shit/
Wait, I forgot the rap persona/
Along with the gats n chrome with the brraps to domes ya/
Man this gun shits more confusing than backgammon/
Ain’t know crap about nines but I’m pretty with the flak cannon/
I’m backhanding every bitch in the room quick/
Just coz chris brown bet his house I couldn’t fucking do it/
Uh, I’m almost celebrant yeah/
Ain’t roll in a whip, ride atop a Mexican bear/
I ain’t X-Zibit, don’t got enough weapons to bear/
But straight up dog I pimp one hell of a chair/
Or at least I pretend I do when I get that shit at Ikea/
And I trick that mothersucker out at lightspeed yah/
The fuck you laughing at, this really ain’t funny/
And if someone drop another obama line I’m shooting this bunny/