when i write its metaphorical intuition/
stop look and listen, the kid bout to get rippn/
its all about the flow and im loco wit da motion/
luv da spot light, never be caught chokin/
if i start it ima finish it, takin mc's heads off/
name me the only hard liquor used to top off/
give u bad luck like i was a black cat/
but when i cross ur path, it'll end by my gat/
hot sauce spit nothin but flames/
and like lyricle Jedis got my head in da game/