Yo, your **** is one dimensional, a point in space confined

I’m the next plane of existence, I’m controlling every line

Word is my mother was talkin’ **** bout the bumfro on my behind

I gave her a mouth full of elbow, ‘cause no one ****s wit’ my grind

Now it’s your turn to get dropped with these dirty bombs

‘Cause you steady ****in’ wit’ me and you made me hit my moms

I’m savage, Rush in your home singing a war song

Then proceed to eat your brain wearing a loincloth thong

I’m the vanilla guerilla, the rap game Godzilla

And since this **** aint free I’ll cripple and then bill ya

I’m the cornerstone for plays on words, you’ll always be outdone

We’ll get that smooth noggin tumblin’ like a new Cannonball Run

Grab a beer and put rocksalt in my shotgun

Blast you in the bum then sit for the screams and fun

Your skills are nonexistent like Falcon****ers friends

I’ll let you crawl home now, you have an ego to mend