[Verse:1 Chris Rivers]
Yo, It's the cold and lonely kid who finds his bliss in lack of complements
I find your hatred, take it and break it down in confidence
Compounded and well rounded I spark the hearts of scientists
Astounded, you can't count it or measure my accomplishments
Future visions, my art is vivid, your heat is timid
Shine brighter than star collisions
Embark a mission that's hard to mimic and hard to witness
My soul is a cold horror [?] darkness in it
Now starting buisness
Said Chris Rivers will fill your needs
I'm the product of greater things
With a conduct that haters dream
Propelled upon dragon wings
Be higher than lesser beings
Make rapping a danger thing
With the trash that you fakers bring
Now sing, and bask in the glory
Your soft and I'm gory
You rap like twilight, but its a Dracula story
Crafted from forging
Guys that can forsee
The odds that are boring
I excell exist in future realms so only the past can assure me
But actually I'm glad to be this lyrical catastrophe
Drastically and [?] Expand the game grammatically
Sad to see what bad emcee are running free and rampantly
[?] Casualties Due to frequent neglect and battering
It's maddening, but I got solutions
Drawn from a second [?]
Of mathematics and rap tactics that'll cause confusion
High forms and evolution
Coupled with proton fusion
Within my music abandoned words but this is what I'm using
Save the nation and contemplation of my occupation
Remain impatient
As I find a place put upon my greatness
It's such of higher status
Upon the gods I'll make it
To make hits
And take it far beyond Gods creation
See I'm a prodigy
Constantly moving hard I see
Part of me to far to be spotted by haters targeting
I'm conquering, my arteries filled with passion for artistry
Astonishing to say the least
I'm shattering the hypocrisy