Using Z enigmatic..ultrasensitive satelite aparratus for status,
My brain waves see storms coming before it happens,
Wise'll spit so much it creates tidal waves when I spray,
They pick up pens, pencils & paper & carries them away,
When i got something to say just release saliva from mouth,
& voice echo's to bring clouds & start pouring on tha mounts,
Tha way I prenounce my vowels makes tha current alil urgent,
Dropping massive boulders down& in one breath it'll turn it,
Coasting through tha waters motion as my mouth moistens ,
One of my flows or spitsin time go together & form tha ocean,
My verbal knowledge turns solids into a huge liquid mess,
Tha fuckin undertow 'll bring ya toes under taking away ya breath,
Acting like jesus on tha tops of lakes steadily walking miles,
Then holding my own fighting off & slaughtering crocodiles,
Cuz I rule tha ocean when I'm flowing freestyling or posting,
I can quench tha thirst of dessert throats that was toasted,
Its like a fucking army of H2o particles that can't even harm me,
Forming words thats scarring mothafuckers with speeds Psunamis,
Laying out tha waterworld from beneath making pond dunes,
& Then wiping tha shit away easily with forces of monsunes,
Turning light to dark swimming with anaconda's, boa's & sharks,
And leaving shit worse off..then tha aftermath of Z ark!,