The perfect creation, it was called a masterpiece,
Epiphany, attacking the weak, a fuckin' catastrophe,
Y'all emcees could never even rap like me,
Attract like me, fuck y'all can't even act like me,
Rhymes going fast indeed on a mad piece,
Finish the rest of your careers, at last peace,
With your sorrows, sad grief and mad beefs,
You got another thing coming your way, yea that's me,
Lyricism and wordplay trapped in my cranium,
Sicker than drinking a can of uranium,
"These rappers suck", well its a wonder why your playing them,
Your insanely dumb, your rhymes are cheap work of a lazy one,
Your gunna fall off, worse than Curtis on a Fack,
It's fucking disgusting, worse than eating a tonne of plaque.