When my flows herd right I blow bigger then the big bang theory//
Sometimes I get so lyrical even the devil fear- me//
My flows get hotter then sonar’s when s fat boy is spending time //
I’m so lyrical at points I bring the apocalypse for human minds//
Don’t make me grab a real mic and make it slice throw your epidermis//
Cutting throw your skin cuss my flows so sick it’s giving you herpes//
This dude probably looks like chucks baby//
So I would be doing ever one a favor if I murked you bluntly//
His moth wired up more then a FBI wire strapped to his chest//
If a pimp was looking for a bitch you would be hired with out a guess//
Lyrical lines

All destroy and topic put in front of my iris's//
Detoxify it like a cop busting tweak virus//
I leek sick flows//
Have nigga’s thinking about it more then a g fat boy thinking about a his bakery rolls//