This is a song about "Graphics"

It was wicked the image was vividly cryptic

These rhymes are realistic times are mystic

And be glad to be the one inducting you into the triple 6 shitlist exhibit

Well this is his spittin' image, i'm holier than frickin' cribbage,

Ain't a gimmick, man i live it, my style is an image,

I'm burning ya on the spot so just sip it while my style makes ya rivet