i reverse scripts, leave a hurst flipped... burst lips wit perverse spits/
deliver punches wit a cursed fist, the devil may be evil but i'm the worst, shit!/-
my frees destroy lames when i deploy flames in yah boys brain then/
laugh as he enjoys pain n' his ideas of tryin to exploit bane's sins/-
and my wrongs don't get corrected, all my suggestions get rejected/
but my words'll make yall say oh my god so often they'll have jesus resurrected!/-
so as long as i'm here expect wrongs to appear everywhere that calms disappear/
and wit this free i leave this promise sincere and by the time i leave i'll have the strongest in fear.....

its a free :-/