as far as my mind designs, I spark highly enlightened divine rhymes that swipe like sharp swords, I change like credit cards ‘n’ vertebrae gets separated from heads like divorces / forests flourish in bloodstreams, blunts with green is Twisted in my genes ‘n’ it seems y’all can’t see tha metaphysical bling / I hump mics 16 bars at a time, press rewind to like, ’95 when MCs was liver, my saliva, y’alls’ pussy like Lady Godiva / ninjaz get tied up ‘n’ manhandled formed as a sacrifice with a pig’s blood pentagram ‘n lit candles / my literary shrapnel cancels MCs by tha boatload, you know where tha toast goes, on my back I carry tha globe / let’s compare notes, I use codes ‘n’ most of my proceeds go up my nose, net tha gross, I travel tha pantheon with ambrosia / thoughts fit for tha God’s to feast, I’m like Jesus Christ traded for CREAM by Judas Priest…