This is a song about "Super fantastic"

Im on fire cause im fantastic

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

And beat the fascists, my lineage fantastic,

I'm super fast, you niggaz are slow.

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

I'm super beast without a lease

Of impactful things one can ask for

Words flouous, too many, i make that super

Polemic ends the round with this fantastic shocking classic

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Grind a lemon to the blunt so that the smoke'll smell fantastic

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic