I’m selling Oxycotin/ On my Palm Pixie, man, Chicken sandwiches/ They cost a clam fifty/ I got a credit card, I got a million dollars/ I got a baby bird/ I only feed her candy/ I got a girl named Candy, automatic weapons/ She got three sisters, all lesbians/ All of them do push-ups/ All of them could whoop me/ All of them do hundred push-ups without even looking.