Spanky, Sacramento’s Connector

Yeah. Yeah . . Hey. Hey.

Yeah. Coach called me Spanky in that wrestling room. Whole squad laughed

like it signed my doom. But I ain't fold, I flipped that

spark. Turned a joke to a fire that lit up the dark.

Started throwin' house jams when the homegirls dipped. Speakers on trash cans,

whole block flipped. Basement sweatin', kids shoulder to shoulder. But I held

that mic like a born shot caller. Melon ball in my hand,

I electrified the air. Spanky on the mic, yeah,