man, pulling off the life of a, mad magician, got more shit up my sleeve than a, mathematician, so I guess I'll fulfill my addition to the game called rap and I dont need an audition you know me the one here to take ya thunder, as you sit and wonder about all the things you could do if you had the wonderful thing called skill, but no you cant so allow me to steal the fans you got from running the deals, so how does it feel, I'm going double time on this beat and it's quite fitting, cause it's hard hitting, as I'm spitting in the face of this disgrace who claims to reign the rap game when you are nothing, so keep on huffing puffing or cussing cause your career just got buried in the graveyard it's quite dark of an ending a little grim, filled to the brim, just keep on licking your wounds cause you're not spitting you're drooling cause I'm straight schooling I mean who are we fooling you're getting all you great rhymes not cause you're in your prime but you're mearly using typo suggestions