[Verse 1]

More each day

I spill this pen still;

No pencil could heal my yearning heart

It's kill or be killed

Am I ill, or this night a waste of time

Better spent sleeping than sitting upright writing rhymes?

I do it cuz it feels good and I think I got flow, and something new to show the black dominated game; it's like the paint in the NBA

See I tend to stay on topic rather than mindlessly frolic or spew meaningless deposits of fragmented thoughts that go then hit a wall quick into the garbage

[Verse 2]

Life is a video game

I think and never say

Some people get too into it, inhabit the arcade

And having outbursts every single day

When really we're all someway gonna fade away

Relay this knowledge I have given to your brain today

And pray to the creator of the milky way -

Pouring it on your cereal making a lushes combination

Enjoy it but do not stray from the path cuz you know death is on the way

And wrath is a sin to be repaid

Lotta eh's

Well I'm Canadian

Sorry, ice skates and hockey

Look outside the Playdium

[Verse 3]

I'm the epitome of badassery, don't need flattery

Slap you with my double D battery

Where your head at?

Hidden in your anal cavity

Diss everything you see; your best friend must be gravity

Step on me, you'll be up but blown see

Cuz mine lines are simple but underlined

Unrefined from the mind, and the underlyin' meanin' this time

Is that I'm defined like a big bright comet in the sky

Coloring the dry black with a shining line

Disguised as a plane to those who ain't so wise

Size ain't the measurement here;

You need to reanalyze

When your stack of gold collapses

You'll be makin' sighs