If you need some entertainment, folks

Then I'm the one to see

They call me Ink-pen Slinger

And I’m on the T.O.P

I've got money in my pockets

So, I'm never, ever broke

I just spend, I never lend it, blokes

Sure hate to dash your hopes

I've got my boys around

For those who clown

That means  two to your dome

Just like a plague; I've heard it said

Leave well enough alone

So, if you're feeling kind of froggy

Best contain yourselves

It's no secret in the M-town

That we're hazarardous to your health

That means Memphis, Tennessee

For all you slow and uninformed

Bring no attitude; that just won't do

Within this quiet storm

If there's a cutie with a booty

That; you know; I can't resist

I’ll step to her with the swag and ask

Your name and number, Miss

But, as for now, there is no time

I'm down with pad and pen

I've got to write some funky hype

And let the show begin

But, wait a sec; hold steady, mate

I think I've wrote this jam

And laid her down for your perusal

So, now, I've got to scram