Called the king? I speak so lavish Scales of life i tip da balance cool and calm while dripping malice gaffle da plug 4 d judges gavel Dripping wit, intellect is Graphic sick n twisted you wish you had it Got that high vibe laced in passion plus my flow got God dancing as I decorate dis canvas Bring da pressure im built to manage domesticated yet still a Savage Scent of danger I smell like madness all kings or pawns who needs descriptions seen it all poetic renditions 50/50 the quarter flipping game of odds why seek out friction wit da bizness im built 2 Ryde Feel no shame for yo mama crying from the gutter love has died Seek n find a homicide!