Start it with a backhand so I open like an Aga**i Came here from the badlands now the family's getting mad at me I'm graduating MIT, so I'll be living lavishly I Keep this sh** so current all you're doing's licking batteries I'm looking picture perfect if the pic is of violent guy Ice in eyes, X-acto knife used just to slice your spine Come to find your toothpaste has been laced with cyanide I've been making threats upon your life, now they're bonafide Thoughts aside, I've always been approaching the ethereal But I've been pried to find a way to switch up my material k**ing rapists is just in my blood like its arterial So if you did it, you might find rohypnol in your cereal The cheerios so cold, and you'll just be so faded When you wake, hung from the Pru by your damn shoelaces Careful not to struggle, if you do they may break and This date rapist will end up flat as a pancake is See I been known as the king of petty crime But low-key, I'm stocking coffins with every rhyme Honestly I feel like I've k**ed you like seven times This second-life sh** is why pussies are given nine You're blind, to the bigger prob of Jack Montague I'll sign that prescription for y'alls contacts They lined up a yuppy baller on contract But refuse to look at his person in full context So now we got a victim and a captainless team The public's only vision is their bracket of steam They'll regret they never picked a f**ing twelve seed to beat But won't see the slick precision of this Ivy League scheme Cause Yale, Columbia, Harvard got rape scandals At MIT we haven't come close to any antidote So all of the big leagues are hiding all these felon bros Just so they can maintain an extensive applicant pool