Verbal mercenary, I’m married ta words, the beat’s the reverend

Word to Biggie Smalls, if you ask me, I’m the best that’s ever been

Beethoven couldn’t compose what I compose, we not comparin'

Call me Anthem Shakur, all eyes on me when I enter

My lines sharper than lion claws, and my lion draws

Bite-sized hype, eat MCs like appetizers

Who else is more deadly than me with a pen?

Was it Fred Hampton? They assassinate black men

When it come to lyricism, I’m the epitome

Home bred with a degree in creative writing

By no means, am I embellishin' my melanin

Wherever my pigment is, my pigment is prevalent

All the shit I done been through, it’s made me this lyrical

Like, I could give y’all my word and it would still be hysterical

If we goin' bar for bar, you wouldn’t last a day

'Cause I’ll just give you two-fifty like minimum wage

And the bars will make you lean like a fiend on that codeine

You can’t see me, like a house arrest anklet, I’m low-key

I go in, then go off, this is your end, you so soft

No MC on the mic has been this hype since Souls of Mischief

I put rappers on the track like it’s Saw V (5)

I put numbers on the board like a scoreboard

I’m tryna cop a Benz, the color of chalkboard

The chain gotta match the ring, they both rose gold

In your raps, you never say anything, that sh*t is old

When I get on the beat, I turn it to gold

Alliteration on the verse, it’s a lit verse

A liter of gas in the spliff, I gotta get lit first

Lines like liters, they on my jock, I'm Jester

Jester’s on the speakers, you wouldn’t be him neither

Even if you were in his sneakers, he’s a genius

My lines sharp as a barber with clippers, that’s how I line 'em up

So it’s only right I end it with, "It’s so crazy"

Jester’s so crazy, I’m going Swayze

Stirrin' the currents, whippin' up servings

Mixin' with turbulence, all the ingredients

Disobedient, mediate ingredients

Emperious, no experience

Incurious, inferious

Eerie superior

Endearing, imperial

Illustrious, tell me what's real

I'm 'bout to break out the barrier

Vashti, she come from Nigeria

Asteria, bacteria, need criteria

Cashmere, kashmir, cash me ere, cash mere

Patch me in, I'll cash me in

What's happenin'?

Gatsby then, the Great Gatsby, them

I'm past me then

I'm 'bout to come out the booth

This beat don't got a roof

Man, I been in this too long

It's startin' to be the truth

My girl been on me all day

She want the kids in school

Ayy, ayy, ayyy

Wait a minute, what's your name? What is it?

What's your name? What is it?

I'm a wizard with the flame

Catch a body like a drain

Gotta move it in a case

So the FBI don't trace

Put my body in the way

For my people every day

I'ma probably get a raise

When I give 'em all a raise

Keep it silent on the page

All the violence on the way

Ayy, ayy, ayyy

Raps are brutal as some back to back open slaps from a crackhead (A crackhead)

Rappin' slack 'cause my swagger surpasses an Alpha Chad's and

You're as fast as an asthmatic handicap chasin' after the Rabbit (Whew)

Kenny, pass me the automatic (Rrah), I'ma hit it out the park like a Dodgers fan (Doo)

Big ass bulge in my pants, and I can't seem to keep it concealed, you can see it

Don't know if it's a clip or a d*ck, and they think it's the latter

'Cause I'm a rapper, and I'm about to bag her like a Friday sale (Rrah)

Let it go, like Elsa did (Doo)

Peein' on the beat like I'm Kelis' kids (Rrah)

You don't wanna smoke with a lyrical wordsmith (Woo)

Fast as f*ck, it's like I took some meth (Doo)

She got a rack and she keepin' it wet

Bust on the back, and I'm callin' it quits

When you in the middle of the fiddle, you gon' think that I'm the riddle

And you thinkin' that you playin' with a vet (Rrah)

So many syllables, it's sinister, you wanna see my statistics

Or my certificate of legitimacy, I'm the kid you call

Lyrical, literal genius, it's so simple

So just admit it, you can't be me, sit there and be cynical

My wordplay's got you wonderin' "What now?"