This is the place and it is the time
Drop a funky verse or a funky rhyme
Throw on the handcuffs because I just committed crime
While I sip on the beverage with the fucking lemon-lime
Feeling like you’re hungry?
Eat some swine
Feeling kinda thirsty?
Sip your wine
Walk down my street, I’ll trip you with some twine
And there’s no other trash in the world like mine
So if you think me funky go swing on a vine
I’m through with this verse and I’m feeling fine
As I reach into my mind where the rhyme has combined
Looking at my watch I’m like “where is all the time?!”
Except I don’t own a watch
I don’t even have a dime