My tongue's an iron sword, I give 'em what they need
These children's minds are bored, if only they would heed
Caught up in time for Louis Vuitton jeans
Air Jordan Concords, I'll take a pair of 3's
Stay in the time boy, you think it's palm trees
Give 'em a sign, Lord, they such a young breed
Renew they minds, Lord, they lettin' guns squeeze
These bullets flyin', Lord, they hittin' the wrong scenes
They out they minds, Lord, it's if they don't bleed
Must be the Crown Royal, must be the strong weed
Must be them lines, Lord, must be the codeine
That makes the mind force, move at a slow speed
