This is not for the faint at heart

A not yet rated, as I state it, painted thought

Overseeing, is the thoroughbred

Movin’ on that heavy bop, music strictly for your head

This is not for the faint at heart

A not yet rated, as I state it, painted thought

Reason being, I’m in my own lane

Human being, soul free and, I ain’t gon’ change

Super fresh b-boys appear, yeah we in here

We in gear that gets stares, we spit rare, yo is there?

Anybody more prepared? I think yeah is the opposite of the correct answer

All imposters get cancer, from the composite virus in hip-hop I spread

Contagious from the words I said, infected when the speakers’ fed

Masses and the topic Match classes, only the original can pass it

The imitators we clash wit’, it’s thugs versus the master, end up gettin’ ya ass kicked

Fated to face disaster, my thought process faster, combinations come at cha’

Poetic with syllables, formation original, leave a long lasting legacy for me is critical

Live and die for my raw flow, difficult for some to understand, cause they not from the golden era in Toronto, yo! Wha’ gwan yo, get on board, like p-rod with the skateboard

And peace to the God on the soundboard

My Hill-top crew sound off, and such and such

Performing in the clutch is me though, you know my steezo

It’s my turn, I’m fit to flow, spit on the microphone, and show that I’ve learned

From the best, not the worse, I’m possessed

Rocking my verse, plus a vet from down ta erf

Here to vent, as I disperse

Topics of consciousness, awareness prepared us

With that boom bap, true school rap interference

And I don’t need no clearance, I’m knockin down doors, make my appearance

M-A-T-H-E, M-A-T-I-K, words spray

Like crylon, my song the dopest kicks for cliques to try on

Never worried about the latest, I’m strivin’ to be the greatest

Love for the dj’s to play this, don’t worry about a hiatus

I’m here, yeah, and I’m a do my thing this year

With some thoughts I’d like to expand, so just stand clear

This is not for the faint at heart

A not yet rated, as I state it, painted thought

Reason being, I’m in my own lane

Human being, soul free and, I ain’t gon’ change