[Verse 1: NEZZY]

I'm fuckin radical

Backpack rap, snappin ya clavicle

The boom baptist is back, crashing ya fuckin tabernacle

Fuck a high horse my saddles on a pterodactyl

Could turn a pile of gravel to the tower of babel

NEZ a warhead, y'all metaphors dead

My last punchline met a forehead

And left 4 dead, the rhyme spitta

Pay ya respects to the five pillars

A dose of Peruvian coke, when my lines hit ya

Unapologetic blots of ink

Sticking my cock in ya brain like fuck what you think

Was stuck on the brink but i'm a man of solutions

Gotta air tag on my sanity for when I lose it

Who this witty, the riddler filled with envy

Im flippin the script

There's a new villain in gotham city

Ancient wisdom deciphered from hieroglyphs

Me and c-write

Out here redefining righteousness

[Hook: NEZZY]

These cats can't handle this might

Spit a wack rap, and we snatching ya mic

Have a goodnight

Ya favorite rappers got ghostwriters

Think you holier than thou? we the Most Writeous