on the microphone, i'll crush ya
just like ya styrofoam
ya might be inside the twilight zone
cuz ya minds arrived to no kind of home
so inside ya roll like a collidascope
should i remind ya tho:
you are a type of foe
n i will fight my clones
just know you are under my control
im the maistro, i show tighter flows
n light the dro, im no idol
ive only come to hold a title
n cause some spirals to you're eyeballs
...watch my file grow