Make no mistakes it's a war Moshe shared deliberately
Born a scapegoat mine the year of the goat
Now i'm in a moat
Not tryna stay a rappin pessimist
This chemist pissed that he missed his inner mist to fume
The lyricist in me to spit you one 16 at nineteen self conscious
But at that age my mind perfected
At 23 I see the prime my spirit resurrected
Reminiscent of "the God squad", Shyne's crew 'Gangland Ha**idus
Ain Sof infinite got us in this, celestial DJ supernal spinner
Endless bars can't stop sounds no sinner constellation
Stars circulating Hip-Hop
Levite on the flight to head the symphony, it's simple B
King Po on top of the monarchy
Metaphorically they can't soar with he or thee
Unless ya'll stay in line, keep in check, pay respects
Never ever effin disrespect! tempers erect a what the heck