I don’t give a fuck, if you milked rap for what the bucks’ meant-
Id still shit on you........ plus im lactose intolerant-

My confused intelligence-lyrical vision infused used with coronary relevance-Allows me to make what I see my future then write it in the present coherence-

Don't believe im real, battle me in any Morse code or alpha numeric-MIX OR REMIXED LIKE CLONED BIO NEUCLAICs-

Any language- from English to Spanish, i'll damage-

Regardless weather its in either font or text-
and show your genetics generic-
With more evidence- then the reference-\
Table of contents-In an encyclopedia index-

My literary context says battle constant- with consonants
On an atlas… im number one ranked per 7 continent-

With temperate degree of rhymes, enough~to~engulf me internally-
In flames-
So if you know not to play with fire then why you think this a game?

Once I get my thoughts in order- shit them out my A-HOLE
I can crunch lines like Mexicans crossing borders- in a Winnebago

Im the worse curse disburse-
To make your rhymes look like the EVOLUTIONARY CHAIN in reverse-

So Don’t MONKEY around with me-or my ability-
Kid I flip on mics with gymnastic agility-
CRACKEN jokes like a chiropractic comedian-
EQUATING like I performed 180 lateral bars on the earths median-

Do you understand what is being said-?
Or are you an ignorant in the head-
A hater that will diss me cause you a can’t grasp what you read-
We aint friends-we don’t blend-but I remix what you comprehend-
Ordo abacho our IQ’S register in numbers read by a microscopic lens-

Tha family….with anamality-Raps of a carnivore-
That’s bring fatality-and eat you in a metaphor-
Chose either or-
you have lost or will loose this aint porn but when you get exposed it will be hardcore-

im a smart ass-not a dumb ass- fuck what you claim-
cause the only time my mind-falls beneath my chin line-is when getting brains-

so what is the song topic?don’t fuck with me or my fam-
we agnostic-just cause I get retarded on mics don’t think I actually am-

sleep on me if you want but when I rhyme-I wont be denied-
battling me is like asking a fat person to walk a straight line- being cock eyed

this is how it is meant to be spit not to make a mental rhythm but the actual rhythm