You don't want to step to this
So you can wag with it with the rest of my flock
Yo jocks full of my rocks, don't talk!
That your balls aren't over rated
Hold you down and work that peg
Won't stop till I see you crying
No more will you be defying
Then you'll be my fool, my mule, eyes down "“ you know who rules
This is my block, your school
Oceans of my sister's tears
Caught up in them grinding gears
Trying to keep us locked in fear
through your patriarchal state
this girl just wants to have fun
Now you out running for me
I'm on an armchair crime spree
While you hittin' the street
I'm lapping milk from the teat
Counting that profits I reap
While you out taking the heat
I just bring out the fear
Have you holding your rear
Shit aint what it appears
Cuz the trick is now the boss here