I start shit like I ran (Iran) and won the race Nuclear clips from Japan and Lucifer at the gates Fuck the words that I have, it'll only take a page Used to spurt with a verse, but I've grown beyond display Back on track, but still steering the train Predestined to rap and tear through the plains Presented my craft, I hope it keeps error (air) and stays the same Cause if I'm falling off here, then you ain't hanging onto this game Let the best pros (prose) come through like we do with the words We never rest too so you will always feel discouraged Its Everest and the avalanches are gonna be heard We're everlasting, the anvil (Advil) smashes are dropping the perks (percs)