Haiku 4

I'm living life raw
Condoms can't even hold me
I just might catch AIDS

Haiku 3

I can fuck all night
I am good at what I do
Ask your vagina

Haiku 2

You fucked my best friend

I hope you're proud of yourself

You dirty bitch you

Mad Rapper Rant

These dudes wanna make it, but I just wanna make it better

They wanna divide and I'm tryna unify to get hip hop together

It's not even about cheddar

No amount of currency can move me mentally from where I stand currently

Inadvertantly my verses are certainly worthy

I thoroughly invest in these lines like I'm tryn to get coke high

I wont lie, it gets frustratin to hear these basic rappers on mixtapes

And they get deals like they flippin through newspaper coupon pages

Im so far gone Drake shit

While loopin up the soul of KRS

I laid yall, rest

So if they never invest, my confidence will still be obvious

Or blatant like the attitude of an impatient girl kept waitin'

So I'm left waitin' on my shot like a chemo patient

I'll be more/B more patient like I'm sittin in an office at Johns Hopkins

I won't stop it

Even if I run out of options like I'm Tommy Frazier and Abdul Muhammad

Some dudes get blinded by the fame, so they're one track minded

But what they don't realize is that the game gets set back by that one track

Who wan bet that if I got on tracks and said shit absurd, that I'd prolly be heard

I'm largely disturbed by those impertinent verses

You know, those one's where they swagged out w/ their cash out

Shit makes me wanna lash out til they pass out

I'm tryna quantify all the shit that I'm mad bout

I'll just say plenty or infinitely many

I'm seething evidently

But all you can see with that evidence, is that I'm better than

And you weak dudes won't even equal to my sequel

My word play is lethal and your weapons are less than

This was expected I'm blessed man

A Letter To My Unborn Daughter

Good morning baby girl. Daddy has been waiting on you awhile now.

I can imagine that in your descent to this planet, there are many things that will make you smile now.

But my grin from ear to ear is in anticipation of this very moment. And this moment is in great need of but one component.

The smile of a face that would send chills down my spine

One created from the face of your moms and mine

Though Mom hasn't been chosen, you're still on my mind

The thought of your presence is the reason I grind

I take heed of wisdom that father's suggest

So your life will mirror that of a princess

I'm all ready to shelter you from the chill of this cold world

No matter your age, you'll still be Daddy's baby girl

Though the discipline might make you dislike Dad for sometime

Just know it's with Love that I whoop your behind

And when you're all grown up it'll be hard to rest

Just knowing the values I've instilled will be put to the test

But I'm sure you would say don't worry 'cause you're not the others

And you'll pass those tests with flying colors

So I sit here with the impatient anticipation of a father

And since I don't know you're name yet

I'll address this To My Unborn Daughter

And when you finally arrive, you'll know when you see me

'Cause I'll probably be the first smiling face that you see

Past those outstretched legs will be the face of your father

And I end this Letter To My Unborn Daughter.

Over Freestyle

Roses are red, viloets are armarillo

I got these b*tches stickin' to me like my names Magnito

You know fill 'em with the meat like a steak burrito

Then I emancipate they ass, call me 'We The People'

Sorry that's the Constitution, I'm blitzed off this Absolute

I stretch the game from the basement to the fuckin' roof

I'm killin' records and this right here is the fuckin' proof

I only pray that somehow this shit don't go aloof

I'm waitin' on stardom, I know that that's a problem

Especially of you can picture where I come from

So if you need to understand what I've done son

Then say that my life's the definition of conundrum

I stood tall on the shit that niggas run from

In the face of danger like what you want young!

I'm being blunt son, now who want some

And I don't need a deal, I'm spittin' for wisdom

I'm Built For This

I construct these words like construction workers

I lay the foundations with noun and verb creation

My heard summations of any event, won't bring me a scent/cent

So what you want from me, don't I smell like money

I tried to hammer the imagery into you amatuers

But y'all stare blank face like bastards on cannabis

Like animals in headlights, I'm dead right

But you live wrong, my tiers/tears strong

Pillars will never crack or be shaken

Even by earthquakes or love makin'

Oh Lord, these floorboards are reinforced

with references that'll leave the weak minded questionin

How their minds are like mobile homes

And mine is like Egyptian Pyramid's constructed before you were born

Get out your tape measure

With your lines you have to cut 10 times

Return to my verses, I give you what you want

I may measure 10 times, but I only cut once

I'm cut from...A different cloth

Not the ones you towel off...

And wash with, I'm God's gift

The gift He's given me is revelry

I'm mysterious, my verses are like predators

lurkin' behind shower curtains

I might trick ya like light fixtures

Placed on the wrong side of the hallway

The shit you say is a waste

Like running the AC all day

I'm all the way...turnt up

Like Roscoe or the furnace

That turnt black from being burnt up

Staring at me one can easily say that I've got the skills for this

So like sky scrapers in high places just know that I'm built for this