So-so whack kids don't know rapping
In my homegrown dojo I flow over labyrinths
I'll go pro mad quick, flow's so spastic
Backflipping ad-libs drop heat like blacksmiths
I charge heaps for that sh** no free speech like fascists
Go deeper than Atlantis preaching this magic
Speaking enchanting, running out of breath
So I'm breathing like fat kids
I don't even know how this works like magnets
Subtle rhyming undermining otherwise batsh**
Ramblings ambient off the handle sh**
Whose hand be in? Which cats can I travel with?
Dismantle this mantle, reach the core
It's like eating Crust pizza, need some more
Echoes systems, that most fear
Put in groundwork that much is clear
I got densely packed bars like Saturday
Rhymes to play all day like a matinee
So get set to stage an excursion
Or I'll go interior designer and draw the curtains
Funny how hard these actors working
I don't stick to the script that much is certain
Motives unquestionable, know they professional
My multidirectional multis are impeccable
Though I know I got the dopest flow
Sometimes I get sick of braggadocio
But don'tcha know this artform wasn't born from pastors
But from trying to buy the nicest ride in the car store
Can I wreck it? In a matter of seconds
I gave Hannibal Lecter cannibal lectures
Biggest animal ever plus fashionable dresser
Seeking actual pleasure and a rational temper
Feel, Cage'd like National Treasure
But this, raps easy like a casual s**er
So I'd better keep it real, boy like Pinocchio
Flow is twisted up like a broken nose
If minds are closed I go and open those
Write rhymes that lemon juice won't expose
Pay respect to those who pa**ed before me
Now I see my future like my past before me
So gimme the sack or just pa** the forty
People still ask for me when I'm pa**ing forty