The first time he kissed me was on a park bench
The fusty peanut basement smells
Were compromised inside a million steel mills
In Gary, Indiana
She said a lot of things that night
But most importantly,
She ran the rap across him, goin', "peep, peep, peep..."
I have good roots.
If she don't stop her dangsh** claim
That she's the major drag
I'll drag that beat across the street
And teach her to "play guitar"