Mr. I-Phi, the Check Cutter

The man of I-Phi, they call me Mr. Yellow Jacket
Drawn to the ladies like metal to a magnet
I profess the story, but something is amiss
It’s a moment of life where something I dismissed
Has rose to the surface, has rose to claim the throne
While I was online, I was told to remain strong
Because the beast that wanted OWT will show its face
And all I can do is fold and let it take its place
Cuz I had my shot, I had my vision
Like a machine, I put fire in the engine
I supply the gas to light fire up ya ass
From first to last, haters, you should know I’ll teach ya class