What, What?

[Chorus] (6x) Hey! What, what? Gotta get it goin' on...what what? [Verse 1] I make music to lift up my own spirits I lift souls out of damnation with these lyrics What do you know about psychic ability Combatting illiteracy and/or stupidity What do you know about anguish The rage that you brandish, and raps that others deem outlandish? Just so you know, I carry myself like a pro So kick back this evening and enjoy the show So you ask... [Chorus](4x) [Verse 2] Those 8 bars shined like quasars I'm bout to slay stars and work like Ray Charles RIP Chaos Kid... time was well-spent With Soul Intent, you spat without relent I break backs with flows and destroy phonics Enough of these boys' comments- I'm a one boy Onyx Word to {Islamics} I got {Unabomber} tonic You talking nonsense? I drop you like a comet Why diss me when you formerly lauded me? Clap at me- that means to me you applauded me You can feel the alien choking the microphone with potency Flowing these stanzaas of poetry Feel my sin waves giving wannabes migraines Knowldege made my life change, but enough with my pain My boom bap tricks will smash pricks and attack kids Listen, you wack prick- the question you should ask is... [Chorus] (9x)