AS everyone knows me,
They call me the flow,
I hit them with a little this and that,
and then I blow,
they call me the master because I hit them with the quid pro quo,
I'm a fool with the mic,
Because I let the world know,
that my rhymes are tight,
and I kill them with every note,
Plus the words that I spit at you,
They're so dope,
so serious and so violence,
My words are no joke,
My words and my rhyme are like a status quo,
Plus the world know who a the king,
When it comes to spiting flows,
And all my other competitors,
Knows how the flow rolls,
And then once again this your boy flow.......