Human

TEYO!, a rap demon in a human form
Knew that he was made for something big since when he was born
And it's apparent that he's cold, like the winter snow
He won't talk to anyone, not even not a single soul
Except the microphone where he gon' spit these flows
Just know, these kids rap real urgent when they hear me go
Make it look easy the way I'm spitting on these beats
Rhymes are onеs that kill, leaving all your raps deceasеd
By the way, he's the boy who gets up in your brain
He spits such rhymes that confirm you won't forget his name
It's a shame to watch 'em fight for a bit of fame
But it's nothing new though, it's all part of the game
I'm on the road creating and paving my own path
See these kids getting mad over the real facts
Spitting truth so don't go and get bent outta shape
That's the job for the rhymes I'm spitting everyday