Clark Kent

I was dropped on planet Earth on a 'scape pod

Fleeing my home world they once used to call Krypton

Matching the colors of my underpants that I kept on

Cape on to protect the world from this Gen' Zod

To save the planet and fight off any despot

Rival caped frauds, any other idols and fake gods

That keep on shoving kryptonite in my exhaust

I crush their brains up 'fore I proceed to make sauce

Anonymous with glasses on at a desktop

Cases I help solve, hip hop criminals best stop

Putting out messed up stuff, so I help bob

Heads to the rhythm too, this music that gets slept on