text: Aight check this out
  We going for that first take shit
  You know what im sayin?
  Hip hop fanatic, my lyrics mathematic
  Botta drop all of these bars, psycho style, yeah im at it
  Psychological change up, the flow is so erratic
  You never catch anyone rapping the way that i rap it
  My high-caliber grammar blow you right out ya britches
  Ever try to stop me, shut you down like panic switches
  People gon and said that music wont bring me the riches
  But i am here to say you dont know nothin bout me bitches
  I can change it up switch it up, hell i’ll even just make it up
  But i always spit the fire when my vocal cord twitches
  Knock motherfuckers out whenеver my knuckle itches
  Wanna try and play mе, lets have a look at the fixtures
  Flyer than projectiles but rappin underground reptiles
  Written so many lyrics these shelves are full of files
  Nothing ever stop me, i know you just wanna kill me
  But Mr West even said that I can come to life 
  Bring it right back, i can show you that im winning
  Wanna battle me? I win on the very first inning
  Haters gettin mad that they never just saw my vision
  Now they wanna roll with him record labels be calling him
  Underdog till he’s top dog, thats how he’s moving in
  Big bank account and a mansion, thats what he’s promised him
  Speakin’ in third, he the illest, why they calling him
  Flow so amazing, everyone gasping, he balling in
  Why? I guess it’s what the people really saw in him
  Spit puzzle pieces so I guess I am jig-sawing em
  Put em all together you see the picture im painting
  Every line, every lyric, so fast they are disintegrating