Well you call yourself a lock, thats quite fitting really/
My lyrics are the key, what you think'n go'n agaist Da Vinci/
I can paint the perfect picture, which means you gonna lose/
You stuck and stunned in disbleif cause your homeboys chose me too/
This is just a nursry rhyme of mine I thought it would be quite fitting/
Next time you step up to a mic, don't, and just keep on sitting/