metaphorically speakin, i melt you, make your level of skills weakin//
turn this ICE-BERG, into a second round FIGHT-URGE//
im provoked to turn emcees broke wit metaphors and vocab//
im only in 9th grade, but im still schoolin this post-grad//
expressions on ya facial, tellin me that this aint racial//
mo than skin deep, type of shit that haunts you till you cant sleep//
titanic vessels, is what i told you in round one//
to murder ice berg emcee, now that really sounds fun//
you throwin cheap rhymes together, knowin it all fails//
yo sick skills is mythic, aint nothin but tall tales//