Don't forget to do that thing for your mother Roosevelt!

Yeah yeah yeah alright alright

[Prince Poetry]

Running upon the jagged edge FUCK THE ROUGH LIFE

when you have to gain much respect

As an individual keepin negativity minimum

requires havin courage respect him his intellect

so you gotta be on THAT specific type of SET

Like Roosevelt especially when your cards are dealt

You see me, frankly, I don't give a hoot

about the blanks you shoot out of your mental bank see

I like Roosevelt, cause he ain't booty

Moody maybe, baby you're mad cause he smashed up your cutie

Playin the courts, takin the loss, to wherever

some clever college edu-ma-cated individual

With financial status JUST to mess what the BANK stated

Girls love it, and you can't look above it you hate it

Peeped his method, you laid, you waited

You never ever contemplated if I pull a automatic

will I leave the artillery out or just flight

Check in the night, you're out to snipe, my man

you can't stand upon sight of him

Out to fatally ignite him

Roosevelt felt staticky, he knew things were shady

Grady had, Bradley's uzi, but he always packed a clip or two

belongin to a nickel-plated .380

Givin off the impression of a clever nerd

Never was a suspect when a homicide occured, in the suburbs

He was referred, to as a respectable intellectual

Highly acceptable rebel from the ghetto on the level

of an intelligent rapper, create him just like Giupetto

The aggresive type, and he's not your puppet

Stickin quickin enough to pull a skeezer with repetition

after takin aim and buckin and blowin the smoke away

then tuckin and jettin home, hopin that no stunts are stuck in it

He needs sleep, for eight