For sheez, perhaps quite clever. On the mic I'm a Wizard, call me Chris Weber. Scarrrrry-wise I'm way past terror... I make like Jay-Z than Rock-a-fella. Rock 'em at the club then buy 'em a bottle of Champagne, compliments of E-RON. I be the one to cause the confusion, twist your mind to pieces, make you think illusion.
Oh, hi, Mandy. Your breasts look nice today.