When I spit it, I rip up kids strategically/
with rhymes so powerful I make agnostics believe in me/
Don't start beef with me, I won't hesitate to drop a line/
And bait you into biting this vicious hook that I've designed/
But I will throw out some 'words of wizdumb' in this verse/
Keep your wits about you, or you'll be left brain dead with your grey matter dispersed/