I'm the C-O to the double M O to the N
   You heard, motherfucker? Well boy I hit ya again
   Official bald nigga from the City of Winds
   Stay doing it, doing it, I am doing it (Repeat 2x)
  
   What the fuck is going down? Nigga you sound
   Like a real bitch right now, the pound
   I gave you I knew I shouldn't have gave you
   Before you was a hoe now you think the money made you
   A slave to the rhythm, indentured servant to wisdom
   Clinton is the pres but I voted for Shelly Chisom
   In a poetical prison, I'm visiting self
   For hours, coward niggas get shanked for kicking
   Pussy raps, radio is like CO's they try to push me back
   I rip cats out of they suits, give them they hoodies back
   I from the hood we stack back fist
   "Ooh ohh ahh" is the sound of blackness
   These new school cats is classless, influenced by rap shit
   Front money, but hustle backwards
   I break bread with broads that got they masters
   And hypes the blaster, lawyers that work faster than young ghetto bastards
   Became childlike with the way I style right
   And act, because children naturally react
   Respond, to the Com as a poet I'm a last like a Don
   Cause I'm like that yo, a phenom without shit on my arm
   You can't coherse a verse
   I'm a rhyme when I want to get up and rhyme
   Some say I space like John Glenn because of the places I've been
   I breaks about spin, been through cases of Heinekin
   Return to orbit off some shit that's anti-Corbin in the Wild Style
   On to gain rappers is getting tortured for tossing salads
   You imbalanced, you rap about violence too much
   I go on blind dates with my estates and gold dust
   And at my shows a lot shows up, they think it's a hold up
   So many hands go up, but with the band I cold up
   Money folder, you want a fresh style let me show you
  
   I'm the C-O to the double M O to the N
   You heard, motherfucker? Well boy I hit ya again
   Official bald nigga from the City of Winds
   Stay doing it, doing it, I am doing it (Repeat 2x)