[Intro: Datin]
I'm constantly asked in interviews, "Ey Datin, would you ever consider getting back into the ring?"
You must wanna see it happen (Uhh ohh)
So here we go

[Verse 1: Datin]
I don't care if I'm mentioned on your bogus list
I know they won't admit, the poems that I wrote are just to hard for them to understand, these bars will go over kids heads, they cannot decipher the message or decode my disc
For those of you who do not know the kid and know this is a vocalist that focuses on composing the dopest scripts
Making sure that every note is stitched and interwoven with the Holy Ghost Jehovah sent, I'm bold and no I won't relent
The flow is lit like a [?] spliff and a smokers lips, and cold as Nova Scotia is, these [?] like Hogan's fists
Lyrically I'm known to flip like a Hulk and rip, my foes to bits when I approach this with ferociousness
Electrifying it's like when the son of Odin lifts his hammer high in the sky so a couple lightning bolts can hit
And jolt the tip, this is as high as my voltage is
The molten pits of lava ain't as hot, you will get roasted quick
You would think I rolled a spliff took a toke and hit, but no, I'm the soberest lyricist that you know, it's just
With this pen I'm a Jedi, it's like when Yoda lifts a bolder with his mind above your head, when I let go your squished
I got a bone to pick with these posers, I told em' quit
Bounce like a pogo stick, homie just hit the road and dip (Huh)
Disappear kinda like a hocus pocus trick, this one's yours but that's over with, you and I cannot co-exist
I'm aiming at your top 50, sending shots quickly like the finger wrapped around the trigger on the Glock's itchy
Back in my day your albums would've got frisbee
That trash would get ejected and thrown at at mach sixty
No they would not diss me cause they know who my clique be
We will make em' chopped mincemeat and we'll back em' hot crispy
With the rhymes that these Monster Inc., no it's not Disney
It's GOM and I rep to my coffin, drop six feet