Path of destruction, in other words wrath cannot touch me.
Yeah I'm practically hovering on the nucleus of rap and percussion.
Religious while I'm battling others, this the genesis that slaps in a cudgel.
Lock down while acting above it, been sleeping well on a mattress of money.
In a world that we naturally smother, love and the lack in need of it.
They wouldnt care until it actually crumbled.
I'm in bloom..
..But I should be in school.
I bent rules.
Fiending for truth.
I'm not human.
Beggars can't be choosing.
I'm like you.
When they see right through me.

Like Bobby Booshay I'm that hollywood craze now.
Nodding to wutang with my holly fame dial.
I'm a new face making Andy Durfresne sounds
I like that, yeah I write raps, on guard.
Like I am that, Won-der, Ni-Nine or Ten Levon.
Triggers and your cars, getting richer by the morrow,
Hear that whistle from that throt-tle this thang quicker than the law.
But if this thing go silent then we probably ditched the cops.
Tilt the whip I'm throwing sideways while controlling with my clutch.