[Verse One]
Yeah I spit lyrics, but swallow the pain
As if it was an overdose on Novocain
I plan for my flow to be infinite, incredible like the insanity that resides in my brain
Plan to watch me grow, watch me flow
Gaining confidence by the minute
I said it, I don’t care about it hoe, I don’t care about it
Yo, I’m better than half of these hoes
Ratios and fractions of the elements inside my lyrics, like the Periodic Table
My protons overwhelm the neutrons
Electrons, the molar mass, don’t compare to the weight of my impact
When I hit the earth just like an asteroid, I consume they minds just like a past act of terrorism
Enter through they brain, which is heavily insane
Then I put myself in they shoes, till’ I understand all they pain
Then I take it and make it into a song
Just so that the sick people who made it happen, enjoy the satisfaction, of the motherfuckin’ rapping, lets go

(Beat Switch)

[Chorus]
I can feel your heart, hanging in the air
I’m counting every step, as you climb the stairs
It’s buried in your bones
I see it in your closed eyes, turning in
This is harder than we know
We hold it in the most, when we’re wearing thin
Coming like a

[Verse 2]
Pure lyricism and wordplay is what they wanted from me
So here it is
Catch me creating light with the fire that I spit
I write these rhymes without a clique
In the shadows is where I play, and in your head is where I plan to stay
You can catch me with my manager, who’s actually amateur, and not mature like a male stripper
Magic Mike don’t compare to the Magic Show
Me and Bren killed that shit, we call it two counts of premeditated murder
(Coming like a)
Convicted like Akon
Release the stories on dateline
While I sit at home writing and record this shit
That makes my mind so much clearer
So many words to go through
Not even the alphabet, yet I murder the letters and syllables, contained within side of them
And bitch I plan to stay a while, until I murder every word in the book, and every single letter
I said every single letter

(Beat Switch)

[Pre-Hook]
Aight I’ma switch it up one more last time
Wordship. Y’all ready know what it is
(Wordship)

[Hook]
Fuck the mumble rap
And fuck the politics
And fuck the rappers actually thinking they can one up this
Cause when I hit the mic, y’all ready know it’s mine
I spit this fire out like propane lighting in the night
Fuck the mumble rap
And fuck the politics
And fuck the rappers actually thinking they can one up this
Cause when I hit the mic, y’all ready know it’s mine
I spit this fire out like propane lighting in the night

[Verse 3]
I knew I had to kill this song the second I thought of the name
Like I said in the hook, I spit fire out like propane
Combined with a flammable element, just like chromium
When I step in the booth
Don’t lie, I ain’t got a booth
I got a mic, a computer, editing software, and YouTube
That’s all you really need to become a rapper, if that is your dream
So unless you can’t afford it, stop making excuses, and give me more competition to murder, just like Osama Bin Laden
I started studying rhymes back when the nursery was invented
I been working on this tape over a year, what’s dedication if you don’t spend time enhancing the wordplay?
Wrote a few of these lines way back in the fuckin’ day
Back when Kanye was on top, and no one had shit to say, nothing to see here
Just you pussy rappers acting cute and cuddly
Save that for your tour in Madagascar, but wait
I don’t think it’s gonna happen, I happen to follow the greats
Uh (Wordship)