All these bars I’m rapping I swear they a straight ten

All these bars that I visit I am getting drunk in

All these beats, I am killing em like a do vah kin

Fos ro dah, look at ya, weak like a rat in Skyrim

This is that league of legends rap, when you low you get ignited

Boy I run the fucking league, I got that corki I am flying

I am flying higher than ever I’m so gifted and enlightened

When I come on the court with yall the hoop adjusts, it must be heightened

Yeah, no record deals I am signing

Unless they are a record label that is truly trying

To promote what I spit, peace, love, and anti-violence

Yall are just some minnows and I’m the leviathan

Got the snowy flow my bars so cold we call it cryogen

Make an appetite for music like my name was thiamin

I only spit the truth, make the noise like I am Iowan

Getting on these rapper’s nerves like my name was niacin

That’s that compound rap

I am compounding my bars together to make the illest track

I’m different from my fingers because I will always snap

On these whack spitting, lie dealing, self-promoting cats

I’ve just never been able to learn how to snap my fingers man, like, bunches of people have shown me how, I just don’t fucking get it. I can’t whistle either, like none of that weird musical shit I can do besides rap. But anyways, I’m on a tangent, so I should probably get back on the beat right about now

My shits so calculated like I am college math

And you in the back, sleeping, might as well just drop the class

Stupid ass lyrics like momma dropped you on your ass

Always headed forward swear my foot never leaves the gas

Panera bread adventures mixed with musical endeavors

No name but killing shit like electric chair levers

I can tell that you have never met anyone better

Storm fronts, no rain like clouds over Denver

But we never say never, it goes on however

New rappers are whoever and their music is whatever

But mine will last forever because I am fucking clever

And the measures of my efforts are reaped like golden treasures

Third eye clarity rapping for my sanity

Yall coloring books and I’m straight from the academy

Dip dive dodge I cover my head like canopies

Pack of fucking goons and you know we about banditry

But when I am alone I write shit so casually

Elaborately with strategy I spit your finality

Disintegrate your name like you’re racked with fucking atrophy

I never show apathy when I’m pointing out your fallacies

Copycat music, Based off of rubrics

Used as tools on humans that are hopelessly clueless

Your shit is weak, you spit abusive acoustics

While real world problems are media elusive

Yeah, I’m one of the realist doing it

Smoke too much, my memory I'm losing it

But leaving shit up in the past is helping me pursuing this

My mind be like a library, always renewing it

Reviewing shit your music be the toilets I be pooping in

Pull up on your squad, watch mine fucking ruin em

Fluent in proving I only spit that flowing fluid shit

This evil dead rap, chainsaws and boomsticks bitch

Producing that amusing no room for them improvements

Tryna hold onto the game like we be fucking tubing

And I’m Driver's seat cruising

Throttle only half way, the fuck yall be doing?

Slow like you canoeing, positivity I'm oozing

Confidence I am brewing, while you be steady losing

Introducing my shit, which your fans soon be looping

Got hot bars like some midday summer roofing

Realer than half of you, better than the other half

Fake as fuck, yall be looking like some golden calf’s

You got weak lines, I got steroids in my paragraphs

I'm flying in the stars, couldn't see me with a spectrograph

Bitter when I'm spitting like a cup of decaf

Quarterbacks? This rugby, call me a scrum half

No, we don't wear pads. You bitches can step back

Putting rappers in their graves, start writing you an epitaph

Yall big headed, looking like some fucking giraffes

I'm stomping all you pussies when I walk in, welcome mats

Bars so scorching, that’ll give your ass a sun tan

Delivering the smartest flows straight through the broadband