I'm the exorcist poltergeist as vocal as culture fights
pickin' on a dead MC's carcass like a Vulture bite
punchlines push your rib cage up to the back of your neck
with this track I will wreck without the slack of my tech
grab the mic and spit with a force of these F1's horses
and outer space is the only time you left my forces
An MC so ill when I cum I eject hepatitis
so focused in my eye sockets lies the leopard iris
dare to try this, I'll outline your body in lead like animation
and I'm spittin' with a flow so sick like sewer contamination
chopped off ya head and took a picture, now your mind's in a right frame
the verbal firefighter, the way I'm always surrounded by bright flames
got a fiery aura like meteors coming into the Earth's orbit
my rhymes burst for it, to stop my fire you must first forfeit
I'll curb stomp your face to give ya brain a jump start
with punchlines so fluid, the seep through the pores and lump hearts.