Yo y battle//
When I can rip topics like jeopardy//
Crown myself a lyrical celebrity//
My battles were a tragedy//
Now im cleanin myself up zestfully//
Successfully have niggas thinking//
Like a sculpture from Michelangelo//
And see the world a whole new way//
Like a painting by Leonardo divinci//
Imma bring a whole different level of creativity//
Every time u here from me//
Increase my skills periodically//
While yall is annually//
Fer some this is just a hobbie//
But to me//
This is like a final fantasy//
Bringin out stories of glory//
Like shots from Robert horry//
But theres always something beyond the glory//
A never opened story//
That might effect me in the morning//
But fer now//
Im soaring like a vulture//
Ready ta jump on//
Whatever I can get my open fist on//
And ready to get pissed on//
By any moron whos hatin//
Cause im debatin//
Whetha I should smack em in tha face//
Wit this leatha case//
Or just take what they have ta say//
And evaluate his state of mind//
Because mine is above most of mandkind//
But its all flavor like very fine//
Cause I swing of spines like vines//
But don’t hate on mine//
Unless ur rated at least a nine//
