This is a song about "Flexing wordplay"

This wordplay is addicting, the realness has me hooked

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

My incredible wordplay is original,

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

My wordplay blaze with the rays of ultra violence

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Oh look at that wordplay, it's such a killer can bring fame to a no name

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

My wordplay is a haze come and play in my maze

I got no wordplay, cus my words like to fight.

I seem to love these whips - a white

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

This is subliminal wordplay, i could win a cypher,