“in
B4
nas get here
with etherees
for us dead poets"
ain’t that what hov told us?
burnt when he tried takeover
learnt the harder way: crossover
"umpire state of mind: i call you out
lied bout the ‘god mc,’ you ain’t devout!

kendrick coming next, let me laugh out loud
poetic justice? get out my town
so what you mobbin in compton;
I'm straight out the dark dungeon!
monkey flip ya stanzas;
i go bananas.
meet my man Death:
sleep's cousin —
coffin'
you!"