(VERSE 1)
Cotdang, Cotdang is was they're yelling/
I came and stole the show, so they pronounce me as a felon/

Spitting out rhymes like the seeds of watermelon/
And I'm telling you, if you step to me, you'll get a dissection/
Keep my mind guessing, don't know what I'll say next/

Hardest 14 year old worker without pay checks/
You can say my music encourages safe sex/
Bars so hard you wanna wrap them in a laytex/

I can't stop here, headed for the top tier/
My mind's a lot sharper than the tip of Spok's ears/
Beam me up Scotty, take me back home/

A suburban rapper needs to get his cash flow/
Find me in Super Smash Bros for the 64/
But when I score, *bing* ten points for Griffindor/

I'm a scrawny ressurected Al Capone/
I'm stronger than any liquior that you'll pour down your throat./


(VERSE 2)
So fresh, so clean, no sweat/
Hit me up I'll work it out, work it out, Bowflex/

I'm gifted as a poet, stating what defines me/
I'm what would happened if Shakespeare incorporated rhyme schemes/
Arizona iced tea on the nightly/

I'm a wizard chilling with my girl Hermoine/
So gone, google maps couldn't find me/
If you're in the ring with me, you'll leave hooked up to IV's/

I be hitting hard, according to seismic measures/
I just win them all, Floyd Mayweather's fighting record/
Haha, I get pleasure when I see you run/

The most talented kid out of the 321./