[Verse 1: Palm Tree]

I represent Rhode Island, from New Shoreham up to Cranston

Crazy on the mic, I'm a rapping Charles Manson

You're dumber than Snooki or Pauly D, but they're tanner

I'll take you down like the Cranston West prayer banner

My team is universal, you can't ignore 'em

You somehow came in first like Rick Santorum

If you feel my lyricism, put your hands in the air

My crew's rhymes will make your head spin like Linda Blair

Very clear the first time, only need to hear it once, man

Opposition's more unheard of than Jon Huntsman

Shoestring rappers, get your guys tied up

Stanley Kubrick when I'm writing, like Eyes Wide Shut

I'm enlightened, reading Gibbon, Hume and even Voltaire

Stop creating alter egos, like you're Stephen Colbert

Any rivals know, there's no way that they can represent

I'm a blade runner, and the rest of y'all are replicants

[Verse 2: Palm Tree]

Denis Diderot, a photo finish how the pistol blows

Combine the solidest production with a liquid flow

I talk about the issues but it's not my aim to drone

Game of Thrones, I'm banging chrome without the neighbors home

Kill or be killed, you've got to stay on top to survive

Step to me, I'll stomp your head in, Ryan Gosling in Drive

I'm hot when I'm live, my rhymes are getting shocked and revived

The only lyricist whose monologues are not as contrived

Slick with the division, I'll reduce them to pieces

I'm less like Ayn Rand, more like Ludwig von Mises

Buried in dirt, I doubt the meek inherit the earth

Like rich kids unaware what their inheritance worth

Mean and wild, we're crazier than bulls on parade

Pulling the shades, and maybe he'll be pulling the blade

Got the whole deck, and that's why I'm pulling the spade

Explosive track, because the studio is full of grenades