This is a song about "Super fantastic"

We had some super duper days

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Polemic ends the round with this fantastic shocking classic

I'mma super nigga need a cape for me

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

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

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

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

And beat the fascists, my lineage fantastic,

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

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

Baby super star status

Here i go again, searching for love

I'm so fantastic, even the oldies love my racket.

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that