
Steve the ingenious icon illuminates any path that I'm on, implicated in the murder of any beat that I rhyme on/ when I'm gone, the ignorant will spread their ideology, rhyming i's but without j hiphop would be an infantocracy/ puzzled by this prophecy pentameter's iambic, that's the way I planned it, new ruling king I AM it/ punch you once then I-reland it, abuse a beat like Ike, matter of fact more Joe Jack the way I incessantly beat up mics/known to speed up fights my fire ignites the ignition, I'd like it if you listen, I've got the pot but no pipe to piss in