Verse 1:

Ye we gon

Bring it back

Stack flack

Wack attacks

On top of

Eachother

Cover and

Duck

Fuck

Outer bland

Brand names

Bout to tame

And maims

All of you

Lower standard

Basic monopoly

Round the table

Rappers

Jokes aside

I am no

Knee slapper

Snip the

Legs

Off each

Spider

Plagues

Your city

Your government

And enviornment

Iron curtain

Burden retirement

Heavy on your

Shoulders

Smoulders under

Each breath

Smother lesser

Known acts underdogs

Remain underdogs

While i cause fog with

My missile smoke

Dont dare ribbit

You fucking frog

Bout to rip

Out each

Rib even if

You dont

Dig it

Make you

Swallow all

Your egos

Down the

Spigot

Most rappers

From canada

Sound like

Melted wax

On a broken

Record

I guess that

Explains

Quinlan

Ray

Brad

Jay

Too all

Fall prey

To me

Im sitting

Here waiting

For a good

Enough

Response

Oh wait

I smell rotting

Flesh as

I like my meat

Fresh and ive only

Left them in

Tidbits stopping

All of them

In their tracks

Charred in the

Open circle

Maps,relax hahaha

Because i represent

Chorus:

Pocompton

Our stomping

Grounds

Pocompton city

Of apartments

And complexes

Verse 2:

Dont fuck around

Get your title

Took away to

Cut and dry

Why would i lie

Make most rappers

Plank on this

Tipping

Boat gloat

Moat rivers

Chris rivers

Couldn't even

Handle this

Slivers string

You up on this

Claw of mine

Line after line

Disintegrating

Your brains dont

Try and hide

Imma monstromoligist

Studied demonoligy

Understand i bash

Christianity like it

Was christ with

With a rock

Ain't no goliath

Fuck messiahs

No proprietary

Davids walking

Around society

Got my knees

Weak because imma

Product of it

And i destruct it

Go fux yourself

Dont appreciate

Me your fake as fuck

Break me best chance

Is you'll break your luck