[Verse 1]
I'm a handful, pack more punch than a shottie
Dan Bull, way that I've been changing for the Broccoli
Cavill, how I'm going Super for the posse
Bashful, looking like a shy Rock Lee
Esper, that means anything you tryna do I do it better
Facing me's like track and field and you don't have the leg work
Arataka, any field, I'm still the expert
On adventures been killing these trolls
I'm like a Census, I keep me a poll
Step in the sensors, get triggers involved
Losing my senses, the feelings dissolve
I might let the fire loosе
I could take what I want with no IOU
Weaponized mеntal, high IQ
You think your mob crazy? My Mob Psycho too

[Chorus]
Wet 'em up, leave my foes all christened
They drop with no contact, social distance
Body improvement, the metal get lifted
The round split U like nuclear fission
Wet 'em up, leave my foes all christened
They drop with no contact, social distance
Body improvement, the metal get lifted
The round split U like nuclear fission
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