But met this knucklehead, thought he want a order, Came and asked me stop pitching to his daughter, Tell me it's the man, can't be, Be glad I'm not in her damn panties, Got her damn handy, How you going to ever ask stop carrying candy, I'm going to sell to anybody in your damn family, Your Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your Grandmammy, Your right hand man Randy, understand me, in Atlanta I got an outlandish land piece and a matching land, Desert Calasandi.