Yo,I got one mind,
clogged with infancides,
peadophiles,
young G's,
and the illest rhymes,
gangstars,
wannabe's,
and those phoneys,
who spit hype,
but when it came to,
they ran first time,
and one line,
one impression,
a great depression,
agressive facial expressions,
no point in messing,
with this diabolic whizzkid spitting chronic,
that flips lids,
valours minion,
read between the lines,
bravery's favourite back at you one more time.

Intoxication, my voicebox rocks the nation
Sweet affiliation, the Doe Or Die situation - Az

na just playing.
it seemed kinda corny tho. nothing there made me be like "WOOOOW" of "OH SHIT!"