im the quickest the sickest, my rhymin flavor is the richest
like dark chocolate, you cant stop consuming it like fat bitchs
you love me, there just aint no getting around it
my lyrics got you blind sided, hog tied and bounded
im like 68.9, the next odd number rounded(69)
cause im double the pleasure, leavin yall astounded
my metaphores are like a labrynth, dark and deep
you lost trying to figure em out, repeat em in your sleep
my adlibb beutiful, and always unique
they stick in your head, like snowy sleet grippin the street
ive passed elite, there isn't a deserving category
my thoughts shatter your matter with wicked allegory
my works a sad story, with a wonderful ending
dont even think about biting, cause my patents pending...

haha, im ill