[Verse]

Pass the mic to a mastermind

I'm too hungry for this sh!t to pacify my appetite

This where my passion lies, you just rhyme to pass the time

Your flaccid pike and fractured mind are no match for my

Your flow felonious, you rushing like soviet

Honestly, I keep on dropping auditory opiates

First off, these words got inertia

Ain't fucking with this circus of jerk offs

Going off like Darren and Muse

Paid my dues, now I'm making moves, trying to break through

Turn the booth to the French Revolution

Flying to the moon, no, I didn't pay Kubrick

Another rapper dumb enough to let me near their jugular

I'm cleaner than a cover-up