Текст:
Yo, I'm on my toes, on my P's and Q's and
Follow my nose to that pot of gold
Leprechauns cry when I roll
Follow the leader
Got a lot of hotter knowledge to lead you
Leave your brain
Stimulating with diabolical features
Leeches cower in my presence
My essence is raw
Power leader
Microphone is same consistency as
Chalk powder
I bark louder, cut even harder
And spark ciggas stop
Captain universal
Moves when you star grippa
Dark flipper, you mad
I mastered my art
Quicker, cause they sharp
With the tip of my tongue
And I walk slicker
I make it happen, I, I make it happen
I do this in my sleep, wrote this while I was napping