roll more chocolate than Willy Wonka
Stomp ya, till ya head bleed,
Runnin' with the heart of a
wild like a killer from Sparta
Heartless, train to hit movin' targets
your money in your pocket
My logic, money, bitches, land and lessons
me with automatic weapons
Scholastic, geographic, stage drastic
Rotten fruit, black K -Stoops,
Dark man moves swift as a mongoose
from biting off the platinum
Dumb MCs caught the gum disease,
when I'm the author of the book
At 27 years young, y 'all some old timers
I write with invisible ink
Y 'all use eyeliners to find rhymers
The question and the answer,