VERSE ONE I am, yeah, baby I am, the reason for Zicam Iʼm making this my jam, you can hate and cry man or show love, my man Either way Iʼma run this town like the Heisman Drop the bass, Iʼma lower my diaphragm Keep it hot, make it sizzle like a frying pan Whatʼs the plan, somebody get my diagram Oh, yeah, live jam and die man Give ʻem hot flashes, Mrs. Doubtfire Rap without me is comedy without Prior Middle child, Iʼve always been an outsider If life was math, I would be an outlier
VERSE TWO I am, yeah baby I am, something of a Lycan I am from the underground Now itʼs time to run this town, like a tyrant While some hail Cesare, I am a Titan Egotistical, my own biggest fan, Yeah Iʼm the “shit”, you could find me in Nam maʼam So fresh I should come in a can, damn The rhymes ugly like the elephant manʼs fam Take a bite out the track, and then chew the fat Ice grill, letʼs see who the cooler cat Hey yo, whereʼs my producer at Turn MCs to stone with the Medusa rap
THIRD VERSE Yo, I canʼt let the game get the best of me Thatʼs why Iʼm always on my grind Professor X, if you got that telepathy Then you know that the moneyʼs on my mind Time to hit the stage baby, ʻcause we on Professional like Leon, with brains like Egon So tell the peons, this ainʼt the road to be on It ainʼt their fault ʻcause they donʼt know that Iʼm as cold as freon Things donʼt go my way, but thatʼs alright It ainʼt nothing but a bump in the night So Iʼm fresh out of Miami Dade, jump in the SL5 Lit up a cig and told my homeboy drive ʻCause the weather outside is frightful But the heated seats in my Benzo are so delightful Yo girl, donʼt be so spiteful ʻCause a tight show mean that I might blow and get nice dough So whatʼs hip hop, you mean hop hip Iʼm drinking chi and smoking smokes in my flop flips And thatʼs hip hop, because hop hip Is doing what the fuck that you wanna do, you not hip Your running out of time baby, tock tick Opportunityʼs knocking, it needs a lock pick Top of my class, my thesis is top tip Iʼm the feces, you bitches canʼt stop shit Wide eyed girls approach me politely Cal whatʼs your sign are you a Cancer or a Pisces Get a grip on the game and hold it tightly Best lyricist around, yeah I might be Likely, down to run this town like Iʼm Nike They say Iʼm a riot so go ahead and insight me,
Yo Cal, how do you keep it so hype nightly Right, see, I keep my Coke can spiked like Lee This my time, I should be on primetime Soon as I find time to write raps and rhyme rhymes Iʼm not trying to change rap, thatʼs a fine line Iʼm just trying to add my name to the time line Show ʻEm!