So be advised, my rhymes override the mind But you'll be fine after average recovery time I'm heavyweight slim face, I breath when the wind breaks Breast plates move when I give chase Jumped the boundary like Space Jam, wait 'til I get up in your base camp You gonna have to face the champ Roman shield is composed of a rose coloured stone My sword is honed from Red Dragon's rib bones The bow is quietly cocked, watch, I'm a take the shot If the target ever stands in one spot Tentacles form a loose noose, hang your ass off of the roof Suffocate you 'til you mourn for a truce Introduce you to my people, stick you with some needles Then place you in a bathtub of carrion beetles Go to sleep people, I'll watch why they feed off your evil And meet you in the motherfucking C-Quel