in this clash of cultures
ill feed your body parts to the vultures
shoot you off that level with multiple rocket launchers
catch your body by the balls as it falls
rip off youre arms and legs and watch as you crawl
cause you could never stand tall
against the shit that i scrawl
now you aint even got the balls
better make that call
illiterates annonymous
tell em
" i lack the confidance"
tell em " that kids Narcicyst's skill is positively monsterous"
and to patch you into the Department of Defence for
a conference
cause theres a psychotic killer with no concsious who
just blew up my apartments

Narcy- sure i made the blast happen
killed all the inhabitants
told the authorities "it was an accident"
didnt tell'm i planted a bomb in the attic
told'm "electrical static on TV screen glasses
probably sparked some matches
caused a chain reaction with violatile gasses"
then i started laughin

basically what im tryin ta explain
is my brains engrained
with superior strains of DNA
you could never create shit so imaginative
so why you rappen kid?
10 of your ryhmes multiplied 100 times
couldnt match 1 of my lines
cause my minds one of a kind
if you can find
one bit you can diss
ill drink my own piss, slit my wrist
cut off my moms tits, feed'm to my fish and
not even get pissed!