I’m able to electrocute you like open cables so you may like after April
Or before June Uri Geller spoon yourself ‘cause your life resembles a dull fable
You’re a sloppy lyricist so just Bobby Knight chair yourself with a table
You know I’m the realest, my wrath, you’ll feel it, my supreme lyricism is stable
Beyond physical strength, lyrical length reaching heavens sands, I’m capable
To be fly like caped and stay on my paper like staples, dope with the wooden pencil
Call it Cain and Able, you’ll fade and stay dull, stab you like a fencer would do
Faster than the speed of a cheetah powered to the two –meaning squared
You scared? Yeah straight up like that Pac song, ask Wallace your death wrong
Battling me? Don’t gamble your life, son, you’ll lose faster than a throwing Dice-K arm