[Verse] Step inside the booth all I hear is thunder and lightening When Add writing, man that sh** frightening Rappers like vampires, yo these n***as bitin' You take a line of my rhymes and I'll let you cypher with Christ I will rap tight and I'll spar with a Spartan, I'm k**in' all y'all Got a lotta names, my hit list like a call log Sick, I should call off, y'all pray I fall off, naw That conversation's with midgets, that sh** is small talk Your last track should've came with a laugh track That sh** sound like it's right outta your a** crack When I rap they fear that more than a [bag back?]