So you wanna know what about me makes me fly?//The way I recite's like I consumed viruses to spit diseases to make all opposition die//and I aint gotta ask why//comp be actin' like they don't know//'cause my battle mode's too reminsicent of Helter Skelter not to let the brains blow//Peep how my name flows//I'm the Lyrical Yearn to Rhyme In Changing Oratorical Niches//who's spirit'll burn minds when arranging metaphorical scriptures//Quickly physically move yourself from out my warpath//or I'll lyrically literally beat you to death with even more wrath//then armaggedon's past and whatever it's future will have//Let's just face it//my mentality in this reality could make the Matrix look basic//Rhymin' after me could leave your skill's existence in danger of being erased, kid