I battle MCs with ease,
This freestyle's a breeze,
Ocean spray, then fish filet,
Rap abstract, I don't battle I slay,
Hold Sucker MCs like Tootsie Pop sticks,
Count and howl like that owl during commercial breaks of old school cartoon flicks,
Sweet rhymes in less than three licks,
Its crunch time whenever I spit,
Lava, friction, acid, and venom,
Aftermath's tragic, father forgive them,
Rhymes melt foes into puddles of ooze,
These magic rap tactics of mine never lose,
When silly men challenge a rap god's wrath,
I subtract and divide lives like simple math,
Then cop they fans and loot like championships and tax.