Gotta be the k**er clown, even tho they wanna hold me down When I be chopping this b**h, I'm gonna tell you how I sound I abuse them, but I know they're all useless I don't humiliate the beat even tho I f**ing mute it What is the definition of normal? Cause I'm bad at it Speeding on the highways; yup, I got a bad habit When I be anagramming; "Hater Poem - He Die Diving" Shuffle the words; "I give hidden metaphors", You might like it But I got this vision, I'm on a mission: more sick; They be dissing, when I be listening to your click; more pricks In this fortress, Pazuzu feeds more dick Now I'm lost in my sickened mind like an exorcist Yo, Get back to the line header, back to the Block Letter Drop sick records, with my quill, feathered Incinerate you b**hes, make you melt like hot cheddar You be the greatest of all time, Tariq is even better; Motherf**er