[Objective]

Success aint stressin' me, it cools down the best of me,
Inner energies shows enemies the definition of supremacy.
Mean and heavenly; steadily wielding Lucifers weaponry,
Pro specialty's crack down to smack clowns heavily.
Legacy of Jesus sees me as a threat for priests and titles as I'm
Yielding the lyrical pyromaniacs power to seize bibles and blast em.

Bastard childs can't master mine when I decide it's disaster time,
Evil/wild demon kind destroys nursery rhymes as he plaster lines.
Tame treacherous beasts with at least a surgeons precision,
Trained asexuals in the art of being lecherous till they became rapists in prison.
Even better at spawning haters than Dawkin's imiatations at church celebrations,
Rivaling the art of war with heart that store for violent situations.

Anarchy fanatics and their agression can't fight a systematic operators suspension,
Tension aint dwellin' on apologies, a felon aint tellin' shit that aint worth to mention.

Incredible skills - olympics disgrace me. Shit's so ill my flows are edible,
Tenable cynics, physics don't phase me, my wits is way above credible.