ima a Meg shark ona Sat Phone/ you a tadpole ona taphone/ got vertabrae or backbone/ you miles well say u use tampons/ niggas like you get napped on/ nigga got haked on a iphone/ then i grab the and ax and hack bone/ a emrald tablet somthin ill write rap on/ its raptures when i rap sir in my vanacular aint no copassion there/ the flow muder all the paddlers n the passengers even the cameraman/ massacare all the stragglers/ if i add a verse/ its a battering ram/ not even a centipede would stand a chance even if he deep inside a labrynth/ prayin inside a pentogram/ i been the man/ spittin wit skills advanced pills in hand/ and a nigga dont feel em yet but i popped so many itll kill a clan/ its obvious i update the tolerance/ but the problem im the apocalypse/ fresh to death hoppin out a sarcoughphaugus/ gargalin embalmin fluid and arsenic/ not even clark kent wanna start shit/ spit carfet thru his cartlidge/ then target his apartment and fuck louis lane on the carpet/ tortures and gorey shit stimulate my endorphins/ ill morph in to somthin enourmous/ but a still pimp a poor bitch/ wit 4 kids snd force her to get abortions/ take her to nordstroms and get her a northface/ while im camo and war paint/ tryin to correlate my next attack/ my ex waxk so i left that/ shittin on everyyhing thats thst ex lax/ dont text back cause these the projectiles/ rip out where ya chest at/ and kevlar wont catch dat..