Do i sense a subliminal diss? then i'ma blast like a criminals desert e
nigga leavin wretched lyrics etched on ya flesh wit minimal effort g
spiritual blessins leave me gifted, above some of these misfortunate cats
forcin ya back to the ground smokin like ash, rappin like i'm scorchin a gat
no remorse when i'm clapped at, u try n throw soil on Kwell's rep,
then i'll poison ya cells till they boil themselves, let u toil in Hell's depths
whenever i smell threats, i retaliate whether or not they're curiously said
so tread lightly, git ya head right n dead serious...before u seriously dead