A lot of ya’ll cats are busy sleepin
While I be peepin the shit that you speakin
And keepin on writing every day even on weekends
My paper be drenched from all my pens that be leakin
Rhymes out of the mind of an intelligent rebel creepin
My flow shine so bright ya’ll get blinded by the maestro
I love to spit on mics but most the time I write though
Freestyle at jams just to get a crowd hype so
Don’t be fronting on low coz ya’ll know I got a tight flow
My energy be plenty rise up above my enemies
A deadly emcee me falling off you’ll never see
Cleverly hold it down for my home town represent
Feel the spirit in my soul coz my rhymes heaven sent
Flows hitting like Sonny Liston for ya’ll to listen to
Spit lyrical shit like clips, feel it hitting you
Piercing your dome as rhymes slide right inside
Let it entertain your brain till it plays on your mind
Underdogs always have to struggle up coming from behind
So success is maintained when we finally make the climb
I’m a unique speaker bringin the heat up in ya tweeter
Burn holes in your subs and give that shit another breather
Shit is mad when I grab a pen and pad and begin
But when I finish yo I feel like I’m just grinning within

Holler yo,
don't sleep, i can take criticism...