I’m like a cannibal put u in a mandible claw position time fo yo abortion,
No extortion approach with caution, be cautious because my punch lines leave an emcee nauseous, fuck an weak lyricist in his sub conscious while u remain sleeping,
I appear in yo dream in the form of Jesus and my rhyme pleases,
Listeners like preachers in a church doing to people attending,
And I’m spending too much time with this pen and paper,
My rhymes seep into ur brain like water vapour,
No one capable of such words adverbs nouns pronouns adjectives,
So many differnt perspectives at this game can no one understand my view,
Only a few can understand what I’m speakin of and about because I’m spittin too fast fo u to auricular what I’m sayin its like an uzi sprayin,
U with so many hits it leaves holes in yo chest cavity I kill an emcee totally,
But not with a gun with my pen not by stabbing but by grabbing,
His or her attention n hitting em with such blows it leave holes,
In they clothes that get ripped apart to a million pieces,
My flows endless like I’m reading outta a thesis,
My poetic skills make your pathetic,
I feed u with sugar and murda u like u was a diabetic, situation hectic fits like an epileptic,
I’m not jokin when I say I’m a kill u on the mic with just cannibalism,
Like exorcism like the exorcist 90 % of yo fans don’t even exist,
Don’t persist to bother me u just a caterpillar I’m like a butterfly,
That was just a weak utter-try sutter-why,
Obsticales forien objects all get conquered stomped out in an instant,
U rappin like an infant easily aint no one beating-me,
Every song gotta be featuring-me aint no one preachering-me,
Even shadows have shadows stories have stories situations have situations,
Nations have nations sinks and baisins good deeds and sins,
Thicks and thinks all can be seen on a track often,
My lyrics neva soften always remain hard and consistent,
In an instant I teach u yo lesson rap like I got a blessing,
From the pope himself HMV’s coppin this on they self,
I’m a do this by-myself all alone no crew no group,
No coupe no benz optics multiplied like a nerd’s lenz,

you need to do poetic stuff more often, good work... keep rhymin