I'm Illogical a prodigal son

Spitting lyrics like a gun

A higher one but not a hired one

I wanna be that gun a fogged mind spittin' lines

So sublime I'll drop jaws at the finish line

If it's a crime to be this good

Then I'm naturally disturbed

Cause I rhyme just like the hood

It's A bad state, irate

A bad fate, no fakes

I strike to take, ok?

I'm Flowin above my peers and

I'm ahead of my years everyone

I have them cheer out of sheer might

Let em know It's a clean fight but

When I strike it'll compliment a bite

If I see you in my sight you won't like

What I like because I'll wanna see your light gone

Create a hard song? Took one puff of the bong

No fluff and the verses long bounced back like pong now everyone will know I'm on

My Incarceration was causing lacerations

Like alien Invasions talkin pen and pad creations

Some dramatic explanations of

Cerebral Exacerbation's Having alternations of religion like altered nations

I'm Filled with proteins

A pro teen on that potent

Purple properly propels me cause I'm a prodigy

Pacing from the placement placings adjacent is a similar patient performing poorly conforming

Normlly we boring

But watch us when we touring

We gon storm in normdy

I won't rest till I'm on the throne I guess

Talkin floor to floor, shore to shore, whores on whores, openin' doors but you gon' ask for more to make conclusions ancient lore

I'm no fusion more like union

And I'm booming Uma Thurman

I'm clicken with the cliques

And Fuckin with a bitch

And This beat so sick

And My plans don't hitch

My brain don't switch, my gun won't miss

Flick that switch like a Bic shoot a bitch not a bullet Will miss

Over like date time to kiss unless you enlist on this list who's the bitch fuckin with Day10's illest if you're not feelin this then you sure missin out

I've showered in your doubt

Now your here for my clout

If you ain't hear me shout

Skill is will used to conceal

Weakness I feel, if you will

Listen I'm not dissing

Experience missing

Perseverance willing

Two hands on the wheel I'm steering

With No calluses, not practicin

Imaginin when I put in time to correctly learn to rhyme

I'm proving time and time again

With lines of rhymes from pen

I Wanna be big like a mastiff

Gotta get past this

Massive bump

I'm a passive chump

And I get that lump in my throat

When Conversing bout goat

Friends askin who I chose

But I don't really know

Lot of guns to choose from

And no id to give them

J I D a big one

Hello G, I see you

Known as Bobby B too

Bumpin Denzel C whos

Trynna mess with me fools?

It's lonely on the throne, but I don't see

Why Throw me a bone I will wreck it like

Tech would on record

I'm illogical a prodigal son

Spitting it like a gun

I'm Spinning it is crazy

Psychotic, brain is grainy

And I'm Feelin hazy from the amazing phase shift

I lift my mood not crude

Unless I'm hungry eating food to fix the rumblings

Tummy tumblings

Cause the roof be crumbling

I'm fumbling, anxious so I'm running

Ain't this the best, I craft a test of high geared ability cause I'm fearin a Nearin rear end of career and I put everything here to maximize my chances for more than rare glances