this is a story to a little bitch i know named kurtis,Now once upon a time not too long ago A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe This is not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy But a pussy having no God Damn sense, try and push me I tried to ignore him and talk to the Lord Pray for him, cause some fools just love to perform You know the type loud as a motor bike But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight The only thing that's gonna happen is i'mma get to clapping He and his boys gon' be yapping to the captain And there I go trapped in the kit kat again Back through the system with the riff raff again Fiends on the floor scratching again Paparazzi's with they cameras snapping them D.A. tred to give the nigga the shaft again Half-a-mil for bail cause I'm Alan man All because this fool was horrasin them Trying to play the boy like hes saccarin But ain't nothing sweet 'bout how I hold my gun I got 99 problems but being a bitch ain't one Hit me