reciting the right line...writing at night time
like when i started typing them nice rhymes
gods blessed this flow thats why my text is dope
haters hated now their neck is broke
make a scene?
you get trapped in nightmares
when i change the dream
i learned the art from sacred beings
im the neo this matrix needs
look...ima dope rapper
my flow gather and fold matter
that hits your body till your bones shatter
im the illest wordsmith their skill is worthless
while im still consistent with the sickest verses