It's Fresh Air, and I'm back to finish business
Thought I was gone but Courier Six has risen
But call me Ben, poor and rich with the writtens
Pourin sips of that lipton, cookin franks in the kitchen
It's Fresh, the evil mastermind like Mojo
Off the Chemical X gettin lifted like Toto
Might be, so so, still slammin like Sosa
Soon shoppin in SoHo, sleepin with chocha
Soon coppin the photos, chillin with Oprah
Rule the whole globe like Commander, Cobra
Crush you in my clutch have you jump from one pump
But never fake, keep it real within the thumb
And the kick and the snare so I spit and you stare
As I master the cardiovascular
Deep breathes of air as I leave vets impaired
Spectacular feat impale beats like Dracula