Hmm...

[Exis]

Ayo,

Come in Scarecrow sickle swingin' with it, fuck your bare ass fists
I'll Leave ya Body Hacked on some Samson shit if we were to pair off kid
I run circles around every faggot I square off with,
I tear objects, in orbit I caught 'em...
Outta this world? Nah I slap 'em off of my atlas
I'll counter punch every line that you throw 'til you toss in that napkin
'Til a towels caressessin' your brow,
like the head dress that's so constant in Afghan
Civilians wear bandages like sweat bands soakin' up what's left of them now
I seem so content in surroundings all foreign to me,
Like a continent unfamiliar with foreigners only shootin' the breeze
Where it's like minus two hundred & fuckin' sumthin' bloody brutal degrees
I can Sub-Zero body you,
Or Scorpion flame your ass until that pedestal gets crushed with my feats
I kicked Hell outta Satan, one inched punched God
For tellin' me to stomach shit
Suck it up, don't give a fuck...
Your sumthin' less than buttercup
Just like a sponge your suckin' up
is nothin' more than covered up
Bitch I'll throw you under the bus,
Grow up & than crumple it because above it is us
I'm troublesome son, whilst you is suckin' one's thumb
I'll forwards flip & tumble roll, like some cunt I just thrust
In some corny ass crusty role
I'll tell you to forget your Tennessee shots, go & climb a rusty pole
Show missus snow flake a nice & comfy home,
'Fore your Nubian Queen gets back
& the feenin' smacks,
You right in the face...like "Is I feelin' that?"
With both hands on the steerin' wheel, outta control in this vehicle
I'm motionless, & where are you? I cannot see what is hidden...
"You couldn't of launched me up from some higher view so I can peep what be missin"?
She's physically fine on the outer,
But on the inside her system has shut down like an unreliable router.