Chiddy Bang - Pro's Freestyle 1.0 lyrics

Can I rock to this rhyme?
You're not on my mind
They said we blowin' up
Don't jump on our mine
I once had a tie to the world, I was blind
Now I see everything through
These contacts of mine
I'm at the office, yeah, I does it again
I touch it wins
That's why the label buzzin' me in
Uh, told my mama I won't stop 'til I'm signed
Im hot with the rhyme, you Megatron
I'm Optimus Prime i'm locked in a line
I'm just waitin' for my turn
Still fresh to death
So this paper I gotta earn i am Stern
David commissioned me for athleticism
The prototype on the mic
Just check my mechanism
They ask, "How you make the world feel it?"
I say it's D-N-A
It's just in my double helix
My controversions sells, if controversy sells
Then I'm a take this 9
Shoot the president and bail, uh
Not Barack though I love ya
You in a lower weight class, I'm above ya
Can I get this? Guarantee I spit this
Hand on the stand
I guarantee you should witness yeah
The boy back like retro
I want my car to have NOS like Esco
I'm in that class in the corner I'm special
The flow magic, magic, presto
I take off, before it, I break off
Perfect attendance I'm never takin' days off
And while I put in work
They gettin' a laid off
And this is based off, flow
I'm feeling like I'm near cash
On drive so I steer fast
Don't they feel my impact like a deer crash
Promised aunty if I win, you see it's right
Make the rain go away like a windshield wipe
I'm ripe, I'm raw, I'm everything above
A big enough heart to give a hater a hug
Shootin' off whether it's grenades or a slug
Still bees, honey bees designated by buzz
What?