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