Lyrical Exercise #2

Man y’all can keep up
You 87 octane, and me I’m the ether, that’s coming through your speakers
Take them boys to Shell just to get them out their shell
Ninja Turtle Raphael, Yeah them boys seeing red
And me I’m getting head on a boat, need to float
Yeah I’m cold need a cloak
See I’m something like a bloke, minus the accent
Tryna be Jordan but it seems that I’m Paxson
So imma play my role, until I emerge
Gotta be patient but I feel I’m on the verge
And I know you feel the surge
My flow is electric
So all you wack bammas need to go and find an exit
Hell yeah I’m flexin, had to get pass the stressin
‘cause I don’t need to worry if the Lord said I’m destined
And life is a blessin, but the ex- makes me nervous
No I ain’t talking drugs I’m talking the ex-girlfriend
See she’s a woman scorned, so that has me torn
But I’m comin in first like the day I was born
One Two, Oh One, One Nine, Eight Three
You say it’s all love but I can see that you hate me
You ain’t gotta act ‘cause your actions are blatant
Like an animaniac I’m tryna take over Nation