[Verse 1]
Live behind these bars, fuck you if you try to free him
Another fuck you to these rappers wanting to be him
Cause his greatness destined on the Dawn like PM
I'm going in like the wee hours of the PM
When I flow, it's a mirage - they don't really see him
Like the Good Lord to a Christian
But they know I'm the Messiah, so they ears steady listen
And they only talk shit cause my ass they steady kissing
There go Ry talking bout shit again
Obliterate laxatives, ya'll still wouldn't be shit my man
While I'm taking daily trips to the Colonic
Found some wack ass lyrics and an old version of Hooked on Phonics
Then had the doc cleanse me just so you can have them back
If you can't stomach me then lay your ho ass on your back
And they don't like it when I tend to rhyme the say word
But how the fuck you suck at rapping when you a fucking nerd?
You would figure that you know enough
Flow better than me, well them Mecca shoes just ain't enough
I tend to stray away from poker, never catch me on my bluff
Buff Bagwell, damn these verses tough
You grew up in the hood scared to combat fisticuffs
Show me the menu, I'll have you rappers verse for lunch
Section full of Piranhas, you can't swim you out of luck
Selling jewelry in the projects, I'm a diamond in the rough

[Verse 2]
5 years ago my granny buried
Took it's toll, left me colder than Ashy Larry
And to this day that whole memory is scary
Reason I light things that give me wings like Tinkerbell the Fairy
Throw up on the track, lactose to BS but not dairy
As I plan to milk this game overfilled with plenty cowards (uhh)
But I'm the dog just chasing tales
Simultaneously spit fire like Zak & Wheezie from Dragon Tales
A two-headed monster, a one man legend
See the game exposed and I'mma fuck it like it's wearing leggings
And I Run it and ya'll just legless
Great and inconspicuous, rep like a constituent
And on the mic I minister like Berlusconi
Flows flexible, rugged, lyrics is husky
My pen work out to the point that it's musky
I rape everything my pen state, Jerry Sandusky (uhh)
So you kids better back up
I'm the reason little pigs building shacks up
I don't write punchlines but with these bars I get my crack up
While these funny guys just make me crack up
And I just killed this like my pants down and my crack up
And it's gonna take a second for you to catch up
Even if you lived in Pittsburgh with a hefty love of burgers
Most these rappers better than me, excuse me that's unheard of
For you beat me sacrifice myself like Kamikaze murders (Ry)