Child of the corn, assassinate the norm/
Frozen final form, blow through quite storm/
Drifts and banks, ta hell what hataz thank/
Upper cabinet rank, I'll put wolves on yo flank/
Playin for higher stakes, whats a steak to a K9?/
The same conversation spiders have with a fly/
My universal jargon far gone, beam me up Zordon/
Im a smoke zah till floor gone/
Intergalaxtic plantary, my paradigms vary/
To the art form im married/
By finger or brush im a van go the canvas/
Play my postion while the rest switch stances/
N****z bite like drake, looking for waves to ride/
And about that time is when I wave good bye/
Horsepower 3 times, just like mercy/
skirt out arrivederci, cant let em play me hersheys/