You ain’t a phenom prophet that feeds on obnoxious
Emcees’ psalm products as I spree on topics
Leave ya'll option less like freaks gone gothic
In beach palm tropics where I bleach dawn spotless
Coming beyond logic with un-written remains, driven insane
claim you conflict with my aim, you'll stricken with shame
I’m hitting, splitting and then crucifixing the game
Cause you sickening & unforgiving as the name rescripting King James
With lynching and pain and every inch is ingrained
To the brink of the brain and if you think you’re insane
You’ll never be close to coming up to being down
Once you finally beat the noobs then you’ll be crowned.
I’ll sort a whole biography of your boring souls topography
For re-recordable technology in deemed normal etymology