opener
yo ima lyricaly master mind in da art of verbal abuse
i spit words to dismantle ur verbs and down ya cincinnati roots

killer
wit ya words splurred and ya visions blurred
how u expect ur vocal cords to deliver verbs
from a cookie i refuse to see da harshness of defeat
ur crews a joke,only think u hittin heavy iz ya meat
i install horrifying thoughts and disturbing content
you winnin dis battle,kid da shit is non-sense

closer
this kid now lays in his crib cryin/screamin diein from feeling
oreo couldnt look down on me if he was crucified 2 da celing