I free styled the first minute or so. I just felt like rapping so I did, I hope you enjoy this. Lyrics: I run through the air Like a speeding bullet Frontin on me, you know you better cool it They called me **it They couldn’t understand this I am the death kiss To any rapper who face me I know he cannot take me He so scared I think he just pee I am a jet ski So fast you can't even catch me I makin waves with my hair A millionaire A millionaire I don't do drugs No I'm not a thug But I still think Brady lookin pretty gay in those uggs Great big bear hug, From Terrell Suggs I just turn and shrug A millionaire A millionaire I'm the best that ever was Best there ever is I was made for show biz It was made for me Singing so well, you think you watching glee Sweet like a honeybee Yes I like boobees They're the bee's nees Hotter than the Phillies In the World Series One of my many theories They keep throwing the hard balls Hit em over the wall Home run I have won I'm number one Got a championship ring Already got too much bling Even with all my things All I want for Christmas is a snuggie Under the Christmas tree Try to draw my family tree Trace it back to adam and eve Ate the forbidden fruit Please don't pollute Your brain But see I got acute rappin pain I write so elegant like Mark Twain Pulling rhymes out of nowhere like David Blaine Come close to see my magic trick I'm a man that goes to chick flicks Yes that was it, it was my trick I hope you don't get sick Of this sick <b>...</b>