im that boi qckidd straight out of crunkville usa, im a writter, not a biter 4 no nigga any day, anyway im a rhymer and a poet, and if u‘d read my page deeper u‘d know it, my pride ill let me show it, throw it, even analyze it, i upgraded to QC CS2 just to enterprise, i dont even desguise it i jus let go, let it flow like a stack when tha rubberband dont stretch no mo, i neva get caught up in the wind cus im shootin da breeze, im high off life, what i need wit a couple trees, roots or even tha paper, my minds in its own city, and my shoes rest on the sky scrapper, n i keep bars like a castin fact-O-ry, act-U-ally my bars cast down similar to a rockslide, wear a hard hat or dat melon may slide to tha side, so this is tha entrance dont 4 get 2 leave ya problems at tha door, ill either take u 2 war or take u on a tour, its ok 2 walk in2 tha light leave ya body on the walk way, rise to a station where u may begin to open ur mind to what i might or might not say