You can talk about a battle like it's fair and all that,
We both know it's rigged for this joker infused with the bat,
Madman and y'all Alice, pull a fabulous rabbit out my hat,
Got tricks like no others, put in time they don't bother, I smother opponent with the larder of skill; my bars fat,
Y'all are actually mad to severe degrees if we be honest about the stats, if you think you could stand a chance 'gainst the ra-tional madman and as an actual matter of fact you don't have the capacity to maintain this ability, you blame me for arrogance while you're chained by humility,
Fuck thinking that I'm less than the best, I make the finest of anything to which I put this heart in my chest,
So you sit there giggling 'bout the Pirate seeking treasure chests and failing time and time again, sailing north, south and west,
While you feast on the East-side, watching him fail the tests until he improves, and rewrites the map, with so many an X,
And no longer are you laughing, you're sailing west, following, the blatant best learned, solver of all problems,
You learn I'm the one to outwit Imps, out-arch elves, out-grit goblins,
You see I'm not truly human, that's just the casing for this being so awesome,
Mightiest tiger to you wannabe lions; more like sheep and opossum,
I might just shine brighter than Illuminati; I'm that raw, son,
The rational artist to paint logic so brutally beautiful, softly harsh; do take caution.