[verse CideEffect]
This is what happens when your aggravated
At the lack of imagination
When rappin and haven't stated
The fact that you backed away from
The pa**ion infatuation
With havin to craft a statement
Trapped in your aspirations
Plan to have fame from creating my poems
Bow to applause after playing my shows
Then go on a date with raven symone
Ill be able to fix my eyes and f**in pigs will fly
Ill make your face look like you ate a foreskin
My tape recording is laced with agent orange
I make endorphins i sound like fillet accordions
A freudian slip away from more than a bit deranged
I lay dorment awake to stay informed of mistakes
That form a brigade in my brain stormin the gates
I was born insane as norman bates and
My attention span is a twitch of the second hand
I bet you can't spit half as good as me on a record man
Ill wreck your plans b**h and not feel bad about it
My raps astounding i could spit for seven hours
Understand my head is clouded
But its set around this out let
I dont give a f** whats said about it
My flows phenomenal i go geronimo
Your notes are nominal my bars are dominos
Leave common folk with scared abdominals
Ive wrote alot of poems so i feel not alone
Even though their monotoned syllables on optimal
Givvin foes a co*k to blow my flows unstoppable
But imma leave you wanting... more