No Offense Cal Scruby

[Verse 1]
Who am I? Man I’m just someone new
Now I got a camera crew
I just point and then they shoot
Then I get up on the stage and I rock it, throw a deuce
And my team carry me off it’s like I’m Jordan with the flu
Man I’m sick, yeah I’m sick but I still drop 36
38 against the Jazz, 55 against the Knicks
I ain’t a shooter so no, I don’t throw them bricks
But I used to drop the dimes how you think I got them kicks
Never get complacent, I’m playing I never chase ‘em
I met her on a vacation at a tropical location
She a quarter Haitian another quarter Jamaican
A quarter is in rotation she looking a quarter Asian
My eyes low, no wonder I drive slow
I’m under the influence and doing a live show
The better my rhymes getting, the thicker my trifold
And your girly on my mind no wonder my mind blown

[Chorus]
Oh jeez, oh my there I go again
You don’t score enough I mean no offense
Oh jeez, oh my there I go again
You don’t score enough I mean no offense
Oh jeez, oh my there I go again
You don’t score enough I mean no offense
Oh jeez, oh my there I go again
You don’t score enough I mean no offense