It’s the moment to fly, cause I refuse to see you cry.

Say goodbye cause I’ll supply your hearts desire.

I’m more than just a wise guy; examine me close like eye spy…

You don’t get what I’m trying imply?

My language isn’t crafty or cunning like road runner,

Contemplate my words and smear them to you cranium,

I’ll keep your mind clean Like ‘head and shoulders’

Keep you on point like cup holders

When I depart, they bow their heads like its nine eleven,

When the immaculate went to heaven,

I can enhanced the world without an AK 47

I’ll get my message passed the government like the Simpsons

20 years till I dispatch this style to my newborn sons.

So diverse in my tongue that I can start at bonjour and end at 再見