Aight check this out
We going for that first take shit
You know what im sayin?
Hip hop fanatic, my lyrics mathematic
Botta drop all of these bars, psycho style, yeah im at it
Psychological change up, the flow is so erratic
You never catch anyone rapping the way that i rap it
My high-caliber grammar blow you right out ya britches
Ever try to stop me, shut you down like panic switches
People gon and said that music wont bring me the riches
But i am here to say you dont know nothin bout me bitches
I can change it up switch it up, hell i’ll even just make it up
But i always spit the fire when my vocal cord twitches
Knock motherfuckers out whenеver my knuckle itches
Wanna try and play mе, lets have a look at the fixtures
Flyer than projectiles but rappin underground reptiles
Written so many lyrics these shelves are full of files
Nothing ever stop me, i know you just wanna kill me
But Mr West even said that I can come to life 
Bring it right back, i can show you that im winning
Wanna battle me? I win on the very first inning
Haters gettin mad that they never just saw my vision
Now they wanna roll with him record labels be calling him
Underdog till he’s top dog, thats how he’s moving in
Big bank account and a mansion, thats what he’s promised him
Speakin’ in third, he the illest, why they calling him
Flow so amazing, everyone gasping, he balling in
Why? I guess it’s what the people really saw in him
Spit puzzle pieces so I guess I am jig-sawing em
Put em all together you see the picture im painting
Every line, every lyric, so fast they are disintegrating