Imma let it drop this time
Yea
[Verse 1]
Psycho whats fearless, anti-slits that means I’m illest
No b**ch on my blood so I qualify as the realest
Infinite my mental capacity, ain’t no passing me
And mastery with more verses then the first testament
Sacrifice a week, MC’s that’s how I do repent
C4, I’ll disintegrate your friend to see more
Suicide lyricist, hit you like a claymore
My sixth sense leave you burn like a pack of incense
Flow intense, filled with mad suspense
As I drench your headphones, proclaim my throne
Switch up the spell quickly invert the tone
Yo, ha, yo
[Verse 2]
My mentality in a fight for reality [?] pretend