[Verse 1: John Ibe]
I'm a Parasite
Hiding like Shinichi
Paint a picture with these flows
Critics say that they da Vinci
Harder than a architect that's building with no banisters
Terminology is over head like amba**adors
Tryna be a model like flamenco
Yet I'm spitting glaciers out my mouth like [?]
Balling like [?] nothing less than a prodigy
Probably spitting gold out like its alchemy
Flows real special like a house with a balcony
Boys talking sh** so I hit em with a Koma Sword
Gotta keep it running like computers and Propeller boards
Symbol of the senator
Raps like a janitor
Always use a pencil never spit it from the mental
n***as lack in sense so I give it like a rental, parental
Tryna get a feel like The Exorcist
f** being basic
I don't want that prerequisite
If I go to hell Imma do it for the hell of it, celibate
Tryna get a honor roll for aces
f** the same b**h but I'm seeing different faces, laces
Gotta keep em strapped cuz I'm running
Spitting hot flames but these labels steady shunning
Rapping like Houdini but I'm fly like a genie
Throw it like Brady but I catch it like Mazzini
Designer like Ca**ini and I'm fly like a G4
I'm still on the road to success
I just made a detour (2x)
[Verse 2: John Ibe]
Sharper than a gun in a wound
But d**h in the tomb
I'm tryna shoot like Joseph cuz my family gotta get the bank
Rhyming like a titan so these Spartans never feeling safe
Raping instrumentals leaving bruises on the beat
Spitting fire like a Charizard giving n***as heat
From the feet to the ground up
Rappers on that round up
n***as lacking weight so I tell em get they pounds up
Verse two let me do it again
Let me get the Smith & Wesson cuz the weapon's the pen
Dead in the den
People always told me I'm a loner
If there's one thing for certain then you know I'm not a stoner
f** a job, like Steve Imma be a owner
Cater on these raps I deliver like a donor
Stretching for the finish line
Grinding in the winter time
Mount the security
I'm rapping with some purity, fearing me
Hotter than a devil in hell
Culprit in jail
Boy you know I really be the sh**
If we talking bout a draft then Imma be the pick
Arthritis when I'm writing I might have to call it quits
I might have to type these verses and then save them with a click
So ballistic when I'm rapping this a test to my legerity
n***as tryna bop but their actions like a parody, Feherty
Potions really sick like a chemist
Verses full of wisdom you could see it at the dentist
I be on that menace
Spitting I'm necrosis
Breaking all these backs you could say its scoliosis
k** all these beats you could call it a crime
Imma do this sh** til the end of my time, n***a