Cajun

No need to throw jabs every line is a punchline

No need to look at the moon wanna see moonshine

I been so fly I'm called by my call sign

Sip on wine cause I heard it through the grapevine

Ahead of my time they call me futuristic

A master of morphology an linguistics

I've been blessed it's just in my genetics

Call me genius when it coming to phonetics

One of a kind with the presence of the mind

And that mind is incline to make you press rewind

Defining these rhymes by design an align

O positive cause it's in my bloodline