I hope you take this personal cuz niggas I mean this/
Half all yall clowns trash I can tell cuz I seen it...
I see you like front'n like you be the hardest/
But after you gets confronted you start act'n real modest/
NO techs, No Ox cousin where ya put work at?/
Now tell me if you mack'n, where ya bitch and ya pimp slap?
Niggaz you like pose'n now.. I think its all really clear
That just hope'n hope'n
For that street buzz now.. so you can get album of the year
But niggaz iz you joke'n joke'n?
My Youths, its all actual my lines do facts/
Born J.S. personifies perfect words thru his raps/
The blend of GOD compliments through the voice that resonates/
I pave chronicles ov catalog thoughts to pre-date/
I don't play the blocks, I'm not a product of hoods environment/
My community surrounded by gates empowerment/
I raise passage with the highest of passions/
Inspired by actions of Al Sharpton's and the great Jesse Jackson's/
I delegate a moral state to those lost minds that hesitate/
It takes more than ya eyes to be open for you to be awake/
Picture me act'n like I aint the reason that yall follow/
Like I ain't the standard for this Rap Board to model/
I regulate novels that formulate like bibles/
My words turn sworn enemies off to reverse rivals/
Have em like J.S you the best.. Deep inside, I know that they right!/
Cause I rep the breath of Jesus Christ through the power of open mics...
I'm Here!