Kick the Ball - Themselves, Buck 65

Confused upon the slapped wrist

I ain’t on the rap list

I must have lost my head like John the Baptist

Mildew wolf still cursed in the claims

Worst in the game

I burst into flames

Close fated

Don’t worry checks is post dated

I used to be beautiful

But now I’m the most hated

Both hands tied behind my back a spaceship

I take one of my socks off

And slap you in the face with

Come around the corner and the whole block spells

Get a job at a church and I rock the bells

100 years from now they will uncover me

B love the durable mammal and super lover C

Jel casts a spell

And makes a loop of the bat

Next thing the girls act supidly

Don’t waste my time

I execute stone faced

Warning avoid conforming to my own tastes

Kick the ball

Who stands and who falls

And that’s all…

Kick the ball