Verse 1:

So I'm spitting the chants of Zeus

To remind 'em all who still coming for the throne

They fear me cause I'm so abstruse

Knowing all this firepower stored all in my dome

No matter how you put it, you ain't on my level so I guess I'm a palindrome

Flow so heavy, Poseidon, told me to pack up and please come home

Yeah, it's as real as that, all the real cats will agree to that

Ain't know lie so just feed the fact

No one hating on my attack

Cause my expertise going overseas to acquire all this currency

And currently, I believe NHMG has authority

When I'm on the histo, gonna make histo

Cause I gotta gift yo, for riding on a swift flow

Add a lot of wits bro, had it from the get go

Nothing you can fix though, cause I'm still the shit no?

O, P, Q, R, S

Letter to your career so it's best to reinvest

I'mma apex, fuck a latex

I'm ahead of you cause I'm up next

Bitch!

Hook: Versa

Sitting on Olympus that's just how I feel

Jumping off of mountains, do it for the thrill

New House be the niggas we just full of skill

Mark the bodies up I'm coming for the kill

Think you number one you below it

When torpedoes hit, don't be a hero bitch

Plus I'm taking zero shit

Excuse me I'm just having ego trips

(x2)

Verse 2:

Picture, Virgil the Poet, properly vacating the premises, marking my nemesis

Bitch I'm in incredulous, giving you sedatives, leaving you headless

No need for the evidence, what I do is effortless, smell it from my excellence

Picture my eminence, riding on Pegasus, just for the emphasis

I am Nat King Cole, I am that be bold can't hold my lip nigga

No baritone on the track, just spitting crack, smoking compo

Swear my lungs black to get some figures

And I stand tall, no Achilles Heel, so I watch as you fall to my appeal

And I got a "Be the best", type of zeal

Tryna figure out what's fake from real

Never complicate how I conversate

Cause I'll confiscate what you compensate

While I contemplate on how to dominate

So I concentrate on how to populate

My fan-base, wrong place but the right phase

With a new face, making tire marks and the fire scorch, set this bitch ablaze