Stand on Mars...an see if Genious can figure-me-out/
Riip on ya mouth, shit it all out...theres a Peice of me/
see some shades of green in his name for his bravery/
Then changed, his name-for-me..for even contestin/
smith-in-wesson, think your beatin me? mus be secon' guessin/
push your chest in, an watch your har' feel chlosterphobic/
you a genious cuz you give brains to all your hopes-kid/