Got It Made

I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno
I'm not a puerto rican, but I'm speakin so that you know
And understand I got the gift of speech
And it's a blessin,
So listen to the lesson I preach
I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem
Full of knowledge from my toes to the top of my dome
I'm kinda young--but my tongue speaks maturity
I'm not a child, I don't need nothin for security
I get paid when my record is played--to put it short
I got it made

I'm outspoken--
My language is broken into a slang
But it's just a dialect that I select when I hang
I play it cool--cuz coolin is all that I'm about
Just foolin wit tha girlies, yes I'm bustin it out
I'm special ed and you can tell by the style that I use
I'm creatively superior, yo--i never lose
I never lost cuz I'm the boss
I never will cuz I'm still
The champion, chief one, won't lose until--
I choose

Which I won't cuz I don't retreat
I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street
You're invitin me, a titan to a battle--why?
I don't need your respect cuz i--
Got it made