I´m too freaky for this place So spacey like kevin So killa like your curls But i´m to sleazy for your mum She gotta lot of cash Some cash you like to burn Inhale some fresh air, some fresh air Let´s work it out On the photographs in your private book I saw you changed and the way you look All seems so right, back in the days You turned into some hypocrite Chill, you like to talk so fast Your words are like rockets So speedy like the mouse You say that this is your house Hightower like jimmy So bling that I feel broke Bigger than b.i.g. So what you want from me On the photographs in your private book I saw you changed and the way you look All seems so right, back in the days You turned into some hypocrite