Blinded by metaphoric euphoria, you don’t need Stevey to help lead you to wonders Because my words and I are like twins When we activate we’ll leave you shredded at ya wits end I don’t spit hot fire but better yet Painful desire Gotta have you feigning like I just Pushed the needle And leave you screaming for a sequal I Have you coming back like T2 For another gob smacked read thru I verse through battle grounds The words I lay down loud Ring out so profound I’m the coldest thing next to ice bergs But heat you up with warm words I could'nt care less Which raises your interest Keep you obsessed And the message to my challengers Yo.... Your no contest I play with my critics My words Blazed on their brain like hieroglyphics Eavesdrop on my speak Its profound and so prolific