This pen of mine is so Devine

A wack rapper, genocide,

It's by design, I can slay a god

A rhyming deicide, when he arrive,

It's dinner time, last supper,

Judas dies,

The diamond mine, it hella shines

They can't touch, Hammer Time

Catch a case, or catch a vibe

Chose wrong, he ill advise

The Birdland where bullets fly

A jazz club homicide

We wave the gun like goodbyes, then Dipping out like peace signs

Then hit the door Slip N Slide, like Trick and Trina 99

The Flow is on Bi-Han, he rap it like it's freon

Make a flashy rapper run his diamonds like Deion

I'm shining like I'm Neon, and styling on you pieons, my rap is full of crack, I'm serving dope like Frank and Leon

Solid Gold flow that's made from soul, like I'm De La

Me, myself and I, now that's a vibe, you know I rock

Call my fans fiends cuz, I'm serving them crack now

Fuck around and turn a studio into a trap house