Drop the world, speak on ya pearl
I got emeralds outta fate battle at the pearly gates
Waited then ya weighed in, I famously ripped a neutron in half
Battle Barnes I’m always noble cold crushing tracks you attack
Speaking through swords chopping down clones at the genetic level
You trying to swap out my hard drive for a drive in the sky calling it “The Cloud”
Get loud on records or labels shopping ya demo at
Don’t mean they ain’t gonna pencil me back in
For a meeting a two pm, that’s two prime meridian time son
You best jam a knife in cuz you ain’t gripping knowledge born

Just keeping it short but sweet
Lyrically I’m an article to a verse
You can’t see me…