with a flick of the flame i lite the game on fire spittin my sentences in sylables like a mcee-Esquire sorting out the snakes and liers from the battle after battle born fighters pulling them overnighters pounding the typewriters looking for the perfect verses to put on the wire thats the reason ill never retire some people scared to climb that mountain ima do it just to be admired a living legend michel myers show me the money jerry magwire not to mention this wordsmith has reputation for repetition eating my competition with visious conviction giving everyone free addmission to listen and vision the perplexity and precision of any givin min I spit it making my critics acerbic with the perfect moment drive that bitch like i stole it but hold up you think i was done lol to many of you bitches are plain jane say the same things your lame brains cant even think of new ways to correct your mistakes constantly throwing out shade because someone told you strait I keep my grass mowed of you snakes dont wanna leave well i got a rake some matches to a flame leave all of you in a pile of ashes gone without a trace I mean all the way erased every picture your mom has is a blank face didnt you know this joint was laced iv been spittin mase gone retarded and flew to space you cant keep up the pace so anymore time on this matter is a waste. like an angel lost their grace so its time to come face to face with the first thing I first said WITH A FLICK OF THE FLAME I LIT THE GAME ON 🔥