"Step To This"
My body begins to twitch, at my skin I itch. Throwing a curve ball at life with this pitch. My left brain thinks, then back to the right it starts to switch. Thrown and ran over by a car, I saw it coming from afar. Back up on top, with these lyrics I drop. Love my soda pop, on my couch I flop, standing around in this world like a prop. These words out of my mouth and on to a piece of paper you can’t top. I come from the North West, with the power of God tatted on my chest. When I leave my house I pack a gun and a full metal jacket vest.
