Uh, Ruppism, 2Virgins Runnin' on the track, keepin' up with my fitness Runnin' to your door like a Jehovah's witness I'm in the dog pound all I see is b**hes Almost forgot to mention Keep on talking sh** and get a lynching I'm like Christmas because my lyrics are gifted Rap above everyone I'm spiritually lifted You know I rap different so just get with it Push bands away in one direction My music isn't good where's the inspection? Come to my shows and see perfection