you'll be struck by my bars rapping circles around ya making it to the top rap lines come out of my mouth non stop rymeing and timing is what I do best just a white boy with dreams everyone dreams off pulling off but can't spit of fire hot enough to burn the compation nations across the world seeing you live in concert rapping scraping ideas coming up with new ones on the spot locked up in your soul letting them fly out one by one getting a grip on the gun fired it now I'm done.