True indeed

My thoughts proceed

With speed

From off the top

Can’t stop.

I’m a representation,

Of Hip-Hop.

A Kemetian Pharaoh.

The flow is in my bone marrow.

The rhythm,

On the 1, and 2.

Like wings of an angel

Floating in to save you.

Whether on stage or in the booth,

Words blessed with truth.

Potent as Ol’ Skool Bourbon,

100 proof.

I reign supreme,

Thoughts a wet dream,

Climatic rap tactics,

That make addicts

Get spastic

I’m fantastic.