[Verse ] Riding back home and the squares lit Riding circles round sqaures Not your crew but if the square fits Where it seems fit wear it No need for a seemstress theres no embara**ment Every rap crew is weak No comparison No comparing em to what other rappers share with em No traits of anykind Leave no trace of enemy kind behind enemy lines after the enemy dies Spit the wickedness on any wicked b**h like the broadway play with the witches Its just business I come in peace you leave in pieces The messiah of rap hope you believe in jesus Or you gon see the defeat quick Not my shoes but a loss of a soul Skate shoes on jesus with the loss of a sole No soles on the soul seeker But i still kick it hard juno like paulie bleeker I run track like paulie bleeker Im getting hot fast this is more than a fever The birth of a diva No not no justin bieber Just a kid with dusty sneakers who puffs more cheeba than wiz khalifa Thats a lie i said it cuz im high That i ronic Thats how i like my chronice Pretty weird