This is a song about "Lyrical saviour"

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

I spit with this lyrical fire,

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

I got a green bag with them blue strands

Spitting till i feel lyrical cramps

Trying to rob my lyrical bank,

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Lyrical imagery is masterful

No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

That shit got no flavor claiming you the lyrical saviour please

Justen bebar's lyrical rhymed papers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve