Thing

Published rhymes hopefully world wide call it Nostradamus

More known then Mister Christopher Wallace

But I might not get there, come on let's be honest

Maybe I can predict the future like a prophet

But I won't promise for the longest it's been a tough contest

I wanna vomit the rawest flawless lyrics

disintegrate the others like the brothers wanted to integrate

How can I indicate and illustrate what I want to instigate

Instigate a better mind for the people I find

I'm not gonna lie I wanna get signed so I penetrate

The minds of record labels

But none of them are the perfect angels

Majority of people are minority and I hate it

Like how everyone's a rapper and people think I imitate it.

But once I make it I'm gonna say I made it

Step up to the plate if you think you can do better

Educate and create a way to hide your treasure

Or else I'm gonna take it whenever

I'm talking about the rap game I'll take it next December.

Shake me and I'll whack back like the Fizz of doctor Pepper