You ain't in a position to be barkin orders, Chewy-bacca
Check yourself right now before I put my head down & rock ya
Now you got blood on your hands, reachin for the God's crown made of thorns??
Nah, that was just your dumb ass tryna grab the bull by the horns
It's about time for my reign, it looks like stormy weather
When the techs get you wet, you take more shots than Pac & 50 put together
I'm still the lone wolf, ready to strike
Whoever wants to join me, we'll run people over like the New Jersey Turnpike
So Ima leave up to yall, decide while I'm still sober
Either ride with ya boy or get ran the f**k over.