You ain’t no 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 I’m 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
I’ll sort a whole biography of your boring souls topography
For re-recordable technology in deemed normal etymology
I’m penetrating benevolence, my presentation devastatin' the residents
In an excavation of tenements and degeneration of sentiments
while Desecration of reverends and resignation of presidents is irrelevant
Due to the Declaration of Infection regulating with pestilence
At your inaugural address of no applaud able specs
Or plausible respect and I have an audible contempt
But I’m still a humble writer as much as ghosts in Riker’s rumble
the type too pummel, & crumble flows as I run through this hyper jungle
With a bunch a’ bundled vipers to spite you’re lighter jumbles
like you’re stumbling for lighters in air flighted tunnels
And as I burn down this derby with fire and flames there'll be no one higher too blame
inspired by pain, ya not fuckin' worthy, FUCK a jersey! I’ll retire the game
Here is my link......