“I'm half Puerto-Rock, what!/ Puerto Rican my pops,
My moms black, most people call me a mutt/
Yo, they always said my first words was what! what!”
“Jakes in my face asking all this stuff /
I gotta keep my mouth shut and don't say what! what! / But yo it's hard to,”
“What what what what what what what”
“Yo it's a small world ya know that we'll see him again/ He said fukk you, I said what! repeat it again /
fukk it yo, I bucked him son, he was on some stupid shyt /
Thinking he the real thing when he was just a duplicate”
“Now we on the run yo if that ain’t clear/
Weak nikkas wanna snitch yo but that ain’t fair”
