so say hi how you durin to mr. fantastic
rocking the burbs of ct, cuz he can actually rap shit
straight outta 203, fuck webby he smashed him
every rhyme handcrafted to put nails in your casket
an no collaterall neither, heated like im spittin a fever
make your speakers go spastic like there having a seizure
drafted to be the best thing a fucking captain of lines
ready to capsize your mind an snap off half of your spine