[Intro]

Yo

Bear with me, we gon' try to get this joint on the first take, a'ight?

[Verse]

Hip-Hop fanatic, my lyrics mathematic

I been chillin' in the attic like Anne Frank

Writin' in my journal inferno, I hold rank like a colonel

Whenever I'm on a track, guarantee that it's nasty

Hit you with the steel like Cassie from Degrassi

Yeah, I shut you down like panic switches

On the green mile, call it the road to riches

Spit fire every time my vocal chord twitches

My high caliber grammar blow you right out your britches

Knockin' motherfuckers out whenever my knuckle itches

Psychological, but just call me Logic for short

Your mind I contort, murder MCs for the sport

All I do is get pussy and write, I'm a dork

Flyer than projectiles that vacate the airport

MCs nowdays think it's a rat race

I'm a lyrical back brace, rap I support

19, almost 20, rappin' to get the money

They see the white boy from Maryland and think it's funny

'Til I slaughter em, lyrically manifested, best to get rid of all of 'em

Speakin' in the third, he the illest, why they callin' him

Underdog 'til he top dog, they wanna ball with him

Used to be a nobody, now all the labels callin' him

Why? 'Cause of what the people saw in him

Spit puzzle pieces, so I guess I'm jigsawin' 'em

Half white, half black, that's why I get it, jack

I kill the beat, then resurrect it back

Just to kill it again, double jeopardy, scott-free

So if you feel it, fuck with me

[Outro]

There we go