quick to hit i'll split u up like segregated blacks and whites
im slick, no shit come behind u and u'll get smacked and knifed
u lack parts of the strife thats needed to play this game
its like a puzzle thats 3-D in ur brain everyday i practice insane
in my room rappin to myself recordin the shit u hearin
my foot's tappin and already some people are fearin
i havent even been signed yet and these people are talkin
they look at my lines and rhymes it'll stop their walkin
in complete disbelief that this kid can write this poetry
they just 'say yes' it flows perfectly u should call it 'floetry'**
my disses and hits seem so real they make u wanna duck
never missin there so good that it'll make the Pope say what the fuck

**Say Yes is a Floetry song...i think**