[Verse]
Scared of my lighter, the dark won't be enlightened
Place order, for 20 plus 5 rappers, and spend the quarter
On a Dollar General water bottle
His technique is one the sensei follows
And it's not all weed, and Warheads
Cause if it was his high, will prepare him for battle
5'6, but be tall in a rappers saddle
I'm one the white folks scared of when the walk
Cause I'm the shadow, who abodes inside a wacko
So talk, I know you haves no cider
Highchair MC, Peter Pan but higher
The apple, in Eve, forbidden fruit, Adam can't fathom
A walking, talking, plotting, teenage dragon
And I'm something that sticks to the point like a cactus
Snatch rappers chains off there necks, like Butch Magnus
Red or blue, blood is thicker than water
So having a gang chain is maybe, sorta
Retarded, you n***as need to stop it regardless
Alexander, is like the danger on the black market
Called ugly, with flows that show I'm yucky
To rap, I'm not myself when I'm hungry
The bubble in the gut of Godzilla's intestines
At my very essence, lines are deeper than depression
And I'm testing rappers toting weapons
Knowing there faker than wrestling
When the mic is picked up, it sends you to another dimension
My clandestine, is impressive, but brings
Hoes with curves like crescents
Aggressive, and dropping seeds on rap like
They were new picked watermelons
I bring the game to it's Armageddon
Heads full of locks, cause they turn
When one of these rappers are dreaded
24/7, I'm leaving rappers beheaded
If there's anyone who dares to go against
"The Masked Menace" n***a, think for a second
In milliseconds, you'll be grated papers, straight shredded