This is a song about "I ll mortal"

Well i'm not a mortal man, so how you feeling buddy?

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

And then along came the wrong man for her

You ll still be a prize winner

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

This mortal can kombat my raiden spit/

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Better grab your mortal kombat handbook

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

I think now i ll stop and call it a day..

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

The art of deception, it's mortal kombat: armageddon

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Iaint tryna hurt nobody i ll just spit some verbs