This is a song about "Lyrical miracles"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yo, i've have lyrical mastery

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Thats what i call lyrical invasion.

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Here we go,i perform miracles like the green mile

Illiterate! can't understand my lyrical content

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Lyrical wizardry

Love is a mystery