Shoving a pencil to your mental

rapping like a devil on every level i'm something special with this pencil

and this instrumental you better be ready when I put the pedal to the

metal

shoving a pencil to your mental i have the potential so I break your temple

I'm king with the rap always strapped get pistol slapped or I'll pop caps

spitting straight facts your boutta get smacked I leave rappers trapped

my rap is intact your boutta get cracked leave these rappers jacked

i'm on a killer contract necks boutta get snapped grab the gat

empty my magazine i'm a killing machine carve a smile on your face

like its halloween light you up with some gasoline then cut your spleen

murder with a routine leave the scene looking clean leave the world

now you in the between as your soul screams my eyes are red

with mad beams like steam it seems rapping with this scheme

fuck up your whole team running through this theme call it extreme

they call me supreme i burn rappers like green it is friday the thirteen

slash and dice i'm like wolverine psychic in my genes you can say i'm keen

light the stage with kerosene make rappers snap out of their dream

they cant mess with this human being

I'm a king watch who your serving i leave rappers burning

i'm alway working like a lion searching leave these rappers hurting

now they're suffering its about time they start learning

dont fuck with me i'll spend you like money this monster's hungry

you better run out the country my sword is poetry as I break free

I break rappers wake them to their mistakes and feed them to the snakes

I'm like God I summon earthquakes these rappers mental states will break

shake some sense into this rapper so they can wake leave them with a headache

make them walk through the gate and drop them in the lake they need to

learn from their mistake listen to my mix tape it aint no debate I elevate

I penetrate hate I create their fate so straight up they hesitate as I celebrate

they take the bait aint nobody can relate what I do to these rappers

finish them like chapters I'm turning like gangsters

I spit a verse and birth a curse there aint no reverse in this universe motherfuckers

these rappers suckers to me their just numbers

rapping like a devil on every level I'm something special with this pencil

and this instrumental you better be ready when I put the pedal to the metal