Zero to hundred, I rip the track with no flow
I just stack flavors making mixes delicious
Making it nutritious, killing in fishes
Speak through wishes, you can ask for it
Karma is a mother, given nothing but a solar eclipse
Been psychotic since the 90’s emcees trying to test me
They can’t get it on a freestyle or a written
I keep it writing, spitting and ripping
Flipping cars like Abomination
Give you the Hulk smash when I crash a computer
Give you the stock market crashing asking if we can do better
Nah get the cheddar, through the stash box with the cheese in it
Finna rip through the gases, mask and glove it
Hover above it and what cha mil a milli still couldn’t thrill me
From ashy to classy, I build and destroy
Get cha retooled and rebuilt like plastic surgery
Surgically enhanced fuck toys on the tumblr page
You ain’t seen through the weight
I intake breaks fluid leave you stick and glue it
Accrue it I can clean it up like crude oil tankers
Get taken advantage of...
Like jobs promising growth
Then they finish you with a layoff and no return of an oath
Close casket pass it like a blunt to left side

Fish borging why I running through this trials and tribulation
Speak through fish-lenses, I’m straight battling imps from the 5th dimension
This is how I am swimming through life, always back stroking