i may not be a harvard student but i m far from stupid if i m foolish i m part confucius my heart confuses my art improving as losing the spark and though part true who s fault is it if i stoop to make party music aren t you the person to blame never curse in your verses you think you perfect a saint you think them big words can help the average person relate you think you in church when people who ve heard don t even pray see these mirror debates makes everything clearer wait back to that first statement i stated with wordplay you can paint a picture we in the game the label s the pitcher and they love to curve plates so you never eat unless you can swing or reverse place but even if you bat 3 hunna runner of diamonds or do pop rock sling soda your thirst waits i seen those that ain t chosen learn to make a hit they walk you like a dog and send you to first base i can t can t can t can t can t breathe i can t can t can t can t can t breathe i can t can t can t can t can t breathe in holy water no wonder they try to hold me under longer i m far from the underground it s unimpressive when you run your mouth two words battle me not another sound cuz everybody thinks they re better but none of you sell records your fans are fair weather now cut it out i smoked all you 1700 emcees against me refereed by funk volume but you see don t me argue who s who so with all due respect 95 i won t even talk to that s just me on my hunger and cold though at my table everybody too short yall ain t touching the flow so wait i m doing what i hear yall do that s a no go it hit ya quicker and like liquor i m going in solo my expectations are so low i mean what did we ever do with ourselves before they invented yolo dig to hell or sit and wait for a preacher depleting the ozone layer til they saying it s no mo this the chorus but i lost control around the time i visualized the loss of souls dying by the po po you be tossing gold but you re so broke feeling lost at home crossing domes with a 44 flossing stones in apartments roam with a hobo coffins sown cuz he offed his own for the lo lo big up to stick up like pogos and in the midst of this i m supposed to care about dissing kendrick lamar s control no before i pedal to who s better than who allow a few seconds addressing elephants in the room don t question why i m correcting the message that he produced if you do i m betting even more irrelevant is you he started the conversation i spit to harness the greatness and carve a place for your carcass to get your argument straight if appalling is how you take it i m coughing all in your face cuz i m sick of you talking this is me hocking spit on your grave i guess maybe yall can relate to him calling yall a disgrace you run the city but really i see many jogging in place i was already spitting flames they put ethanol in my drank i could never fall i m belonging with megatron up in space a decepticon with a blade vs a leprechaun with a fade i m upper echelon and you suckers better off on a plank i ve waited long for this day i pray while tossing grenades launching missiles aks pistols finished off with a flame thrower hold him in place oh no no hope for escape i was close to keeping it ghost with a holy sheet for display yea and you can run la be the king of new york but i m never bowing proud to be donned the prince of detroit joe ortiz told him he was the next thing on his fork but in the 313 you ain t even reaching our porch drowning3