The mics recording, the Michael Jordan,Of this hip hop,
Jeff Gordon on the track, aint no pit stops,
The kid rocks, I drop plots over snares and bass drops,
Please notice my stock, I wont stop til you bounce like bad shocks,

I will lead the flock, from Savannah to Bangkok,
please, follow the king
Not a thing, no human being, is this interes-ting,
Heavy bars on the track, this weight-lifting,


So basically, I’m off the cuff,
That’s unrehearsed, If ya vocab aint all that tough,
Chalk up ya spot, when ya boy walks up,
See through your disguise,
20/20 aint just a show, It’s the type of my eyes,

The portraits I paint, are marvelous,
No horsing around, the mic is my harness, god bless,
My opponents, no contest, more-less you wasting your breath,
No replacing the best