How many ways must I count? How it is y'all bitches will never catch any of my lyrical bouts. Even google is plexed trying to figure that one out. And I can see y'all. Even when your all incognito dressed like a female shopping at the mall. Over yonder with your bi-noc-u-lars. Hoping to score another one of my spec-tac-u-lar immaculately placed alphabetically wonderfully impossible so miraculously it's a miracle of a synonym idiotim cacophony cat calls. But guess what? No matter how hard you try you'll never catch me. The only thing you'll ever catch is possibly the led that this piece on my side loves to spit an shed humming towards you an your face. Thats the only thing you'll catch you see. Cuz you'll never ever catch me. And I know it's a frustration how it is I do this with such ease and lack of a college or english advanced education. So much so y'all plan on dicecting my akalades in order to falsify my upbringing and fictionising my biography so as to make me look as a phoney character that y'all picked in order so as to have your other artist record sales profited and booked. Cuz theres no way without the help of your main stream record labels can an underground artist be so able and synomical adversibly spot on when it comes to being a hip hop artist that's borderline retarded yet so phenomenally a phenomenon. Then again that's exactly the way I am and that's the reason y'all are the way that you are. So you imposters can copy an trace. everything I say even trying to catch my thoughts before I can even make a idea electrified upon my synasping brain waves. Such a disgrace. Such a horrific display of the way creativity is this way. When did it become acceptable for artist to proudly say there rhymes were took wrote and crooked cuz rap is a life style for them to scary to have overtook. But again I'm one of them true hip hop rappers that you phoney fake member's in your false facility try on a daily to pretend to be like only really your facility can never practically come close to batting a eye at karizmas rap-psychology. So keep trying but y'all will never catch me and my wise ass ways. Piece.