New One

My flow is sick like diarrhea

Words are contagious like gonorrhea

Am strapped with metaphorical weapons like North Korea

Curing the world of crappy rappers decease--panacea

My rhymes are futuristic

The style i use, is quite artistic

The shit i write is just novelistic

That's why with a pen, i go ballistic

My skills stretch like elastic

I burn rappers like they plastic

Get to know me and i'll seem sarcastic

Start kickin it with me, and you'll know why am fantastic

Just got in the game

And already own fame

Everyone knows my name

And the game will never stay the same

To think, just six years ago, i changed my location

Traveled across the globe to a new destination

With hours of writing, and many hours of dedication

I am ready to take over the music industry of this nation

I ran the race, redefined success

Reached all my goals, but nonetheless

Am still advancing with a full court press

You can't keep up with my progress

I don't know what the future has in store

All i know, is i'm not done yet, and there is more

I will dominate the nation shore to shore

Strapped and ready to go, marine corps

Until then, I will keep on keeping on

Create an image of self, that'll last long after i'm gone

Make a bright future for myself and someday my son

When you see my tombstone, only then will you know that am done