The bolder holder, bolder, older So I’m told, I’m colder than USSR Rocking SSUR, under pressure I want more, nothing lesser Student turned star pupil Turned teacher of the lecture Preacher at the lectern We multiply, we don’t lessen Always sending blessings, nothing less than X’ing out any yes men, the Matrix, I make shift Taking out Agent Smith Light him up like a grade a spliff My spirit was made to lift Always gave all I had to give, the greatest gift