Tis Insane shit/ turn notepads to ovens when I'm script baking/
Walk fully covered cause skill may drip/
on these pages.. /
I smear greatness like Van Gogh when he's painting/
Face me and get disgraced quick/
or peeps may see/ you on a display piece/
And find the price on your head with an ebay click/
healthy mouth, spit stay clean/
I'm still saying/ to punch you don't gotta curse like a 3 day trip/ (course)
So pray and get your bible on/ Before you babble on../
like lunatics convinced they saw babylon/
Perfect rhyming form, I moved to the darkside/
Spit cyclones and cause an avalanche when my raps fly/
These kids, I hurry canes to thunder storms on their backsides/
They flood to battle me, and naturally lose by a landslide/