Spark on me effortless? You went from ignorant to reckless
You stay more Jaded than Pinkett, you the essence of senescence
It’s unpleasant when you peasants get ate up like pheasants
The mic I bless it without hesitance, you couldn’t rap up a present
Check the reference, I kick real lessons in all of my sessions
My rhyme obsession make you quit the board in rapid secession
The impression that you leavin is one of a heathen
I got you schemin for a reason in this battle to leave it
The day I seize it, my rhymin’s ill, and they ain’t got nothin to treat it
I completed and succeeded to have challengers defeated
My lyrics be weeded, get the munchies, and I don’t got nothin to feed it
Except PROLIFic mad rappers who have their egos impeded
I’m a demon when it comes to metaphysical linguistics
No cartilage to shield you from the real, all my rhymes be arthritic
I get specific in how I get it, I stay deep as the Pacific
The consequence of my quantum physics is emcees get PRO LIFted
I’m more than gifted, I close the distance, let yall catch up to listen
On how efficient the flow be mixin, and how my cadence be shiftin
My position is unrivaled, I got your prescription refill
For my diesel raps, I hear you when you say “Aiiyo deez ill!”