[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?]