i spit at mass speeds so i rip out a tornado,
that make u unable,
to react with these hits that i deliver,
make u quiver and shiver,
i build a time machnie and keep goin back 5 minutes,
so over and over i can enjoy gettin u finished,
then while i pause our very own existance,
i must be persistant with my thefting my robin my stealin,
snatch rocks off every nigga dealin,
as time resumes i presume no one had felt the change,
when i'm spittin with subliminal speeds i rio uot a poetical vortex that makes the whole world rearrange