Such a cold world, So I’m just chillen’ free

It’s just a feelin’, see, I perceive that the talent is still-in me

But you haven’t seen nothin’, 

My utilities are killin’ me

There’s no off to the genius button

So my pen just keeps struttin’,

Doing the walk they’re lovin’

I just want to make them gasp…

So I flow fast, The flow laps, Then I relapse and then the flow’s past – Impressive

Laid-back lifestyle, but the pen is so aggressive

And when it comes to the women I’m not selective

I just possess perspective

I’ve got too much class, here’s my schedule, you can check it

Shit, Get off the dick, I know you’re only in electives bitch

Because to have real class you must meet the prerequisites

I have no respect for this

I’m here, No one near, No peers

This is my home-room and I alone am reppin’ it

There’s no one to question it

Flow so dope, Flow so dank, The flow just stays excellent

The flow is the shit, so please don’t step-in-it

You’ll have to wash your sneaks

Too dirty with my game, I’ll have to wash my cleats

I just hit the bud and write these rhymes when I hear beats

Trying to write something that is truly unique

That’s the only mission I seek

Tom Cruise-moves but never Mission Impossible

Just mission-complete

So don’t start hating, Just admit that you love-me, shit

I don’t listen to music anymore, I just fuckin’ study it

My words carry weight but I’m not down with a chubby-chick

And even if she’s skinny, I’m not on that hubby-shit

I just get into the dank, Get gone, Then I plank

Then I put on a mask and steal from my memory bank

You see, I’m always on this crime-spree

Searching for the greatest treasure…

I’m just trying to find me

And I’ve yet to be found

So I can’t have these bitches around, just trying to drag me down

Yea, I’ll change my number, so you can’t call-me-now

I really am too busy, Can’t sit and talk-it-out

If a fat bitch approaches, I tell her walk-it-out

But don’t tempt-me, if your skin-ny, I might say that we can run it

Had the world on my finger, Off It’s axis, but I spun-it

Harlem Globetrotter but hotter, That’s how I’ve done it

I’m a trip with the wit, I need to lay off the fungus

Retarded in the restroom, These dudes are on some dumb shit

Damn man, Now I really need to stop it

In the room for improvement, I get the key and I lock it

Once more, I close the door, So it’s expected for you to knock-it

If you’re going to sell your soul make sure you return a profit

I must go big, I must go hard, And so far, They’re all microscopic

I set the bar so high and then I proceed to top it

That’s just how I do it, Making sure the skill is up

I don’t see the glass half full or empty…

I just fill it up

Now I’ve got the full cup

And these bitches look thirsty

I haven’t seen a bitch yet to impress

So I’ll let them show me they deserve me

I have no one to verse me

I’m in my own Universe, see…

If the pen was a paintbrush, I’d be Michelangelo

Free-form everywhere, Hoover couldn’t damn-the-flow

I’ll never run out of these; Unlimited ammo-code

You can’t see where I’m at, But I’m not wearing camo-though

I just pick up the pen and then I go into Rambo-Mode

Asking “what do you think, of my ability with ink?”

…Bet I draw first blood

Hunting out new ideas… Intellectual Elmer Fudd

Just on that prophet-shit

No one is in my providence

Definition  of dominance

Proclaiming prominence

Not cocky, Just have confidence

Because to me writing this is just common sense