This must be April Madness cause I’m U-CONN-querous like Emeka Oka-for
How could you be “the Voice” if you have no vocal chords?//1

I have no love battling chumps, Imo whip-this-whoosy//
You must be a virgin to this rap game cause I just ripped-this-pussy//2

You from Virginia, but I’ll be the one that’ll make you “remember this Titan”
You must not know who ya fight-ing cause Ima throwing lethal “punches” at you like I’m Mike Ty-son//3

But this Mike don’t bite, I type-rhymes making mikes-shine
You must be claustrophobic, the way you fear my “tight-rhymes”//4

You trying to climb an icy mountain, but you’ll never reach-the-summit
Will never rise to the top cause all you do is trip on the steep-n’-plummet//5