car covered in carbon fiber
hit the gas it spits fire
they cant help but admire
I hope it will inspire
to hit it like mcgwire

Insulated cold brew or hot soju
I took the gondola from Bologna to Matsumoto
Cross pollination, gone global
Encierro de toros from Pamplona to Acapulco

soju be getting me loopy
sittin on the throne and i poopy
porcelain tones feelin groovy
she watch me c***like a movie

The way you flawlessly channel Ice Spice is amazing.

Side-scroller sun thrower
Who be the most higher than Ayatollah?
Despise guys who hide behind eye rollers
I’m fine, so divine, mind controller of dope rollers
Abstract raps that smack like doors on a Cadillac
Have to ask is war about ration pack?
How can you rap and clap back before it gets action-packed?
Sniffing white off an avalanche, lace your ass with anthrax
Never cover up flows, these are panther tracks
So cold like AC with 2003 DCs, I’m back in black
You be living in 2000 BC, blast from the past
Republics collapse, but empires stretch forever
Consumption mass, entire tribes search for military endeavors
The fire rise, I’m the first to entice words and make them kill for me till s*** is redder
Your soul and ego can get sucked off literally by these dementors
And umpires can’t seem to find agreements if I’m on base (bass)
But I’m popping like rockets, you fiending for my plate
Economic hail, I tipped the scales fishing people to get cash
Satire from fake plastics with no traction, but this ceramic isn’t rap (wrap)

Walking briskly beneath
The sodium vapor street lights
Past the DIP sign, I’m at an incline
Trying to reach new heights
Cyclists Pass Me By from The Far Side (Pharcyde)
No Gary Larson
The park gardens look very different
When the heavens darken
Pardon me, the moon is clear tonight
I’m caught in its gaze, deer headlights
Making my way home, the leaves fall on my path
The wind is a draft washing my skin like a bath
The cat prowls until the mice throw the towel
I hear a dog in the backyard with its wolfly howl
My keys jingle with each step
Every few feet I let out a deep breath
My streets next, I’m almost there can’t wait to crash
But I cross the road and SMASH
They were doing a 100 on the dash

Kevin Hart or clean riffs
Sisyphus or Dean Smith
Either way I’ll push the Rock
I love how my ink sits
See my pen’s a whole clique
Like you’ve got to push the top
The world builders not stopping
Manipulate voice like bon iver
Those bars not Doc Martens
Thinking you can hurt the Heel
They’re more Solovair, I’m comfy here

i think ishowspeed is the new andrei tarkovsky
im smoking weed so strong i got a stalker i think
smoking strong weed like the mountain
smoking weed watching the fountain by darren aronofsky
this pack got me f***ed up worse than roman polansky
im smoking so much im starting to notice the human condition
im smoking russian weed i had a introspective vision
if i keep smoking weed im worried ill end up like a dostoyevsky villain
tonight im praying to god to give me the strength to stop chilling
tonight im bagging a coquette b**** off hinge by name dropping authors
i just texted a girl about otessa moshfeigh
smoking gas im f***ed up like a charecter in a otessa moshfegh book
i told the girl i thought it was great but i didnt even read the book, reviews online said it was okay
smoking L's in the sun it turned me into an invisible man
jack kerouac im off the beat with it
im smoking burroughs im back on the beat but this time im doing gay s*** with my cowboys
my fam get messy, leo tolstoy

hi neanderthals, i gave her a slanted jaw
the ship has left like a damaged box
i cant see u like a camera block
im done w this so ima hand it off

“I’m smoking so much I’m starting to notice the human condition”

*hits like button

What's a god, what's a fraud, what's a L. Ron
Ten percent down on the bail bond
Tryna chart the comet that I fell from
A tale of which city does he hail from
It's a tall tale
It's a long one

Hale-Bopp from the VFX sweatshop
But I'm pro-life when I'm doctor-in the headshot
I'm a hologram, hollow man, aim bot
Tumor on the metaverse; carcinogenic brain rot

crazy

my intervention is an intervention
if i hear a mention then i get to steppin
unload my weapon, send em to not heaven
my opps get it, kill and then i go in for repenting
take their cash and spend it, got yo girl she lending
got yo girl she bending
i like option C the good ending
what if franklin died, no gas steppin
no pedal pushin, no metal cushion
you're upset im cookin
when i said im lookin
leave em dead, life tooken
eternal debt, spine crushing
i'm busting on a dime, loving
every day is a time oven
you gotta live life, up it
maximize your damn budget
sippin tea eating crumpets
ima play her like a trumpet
2020 they didnt Trump it
100% im shooting buckets

We in the mix like avatars and heli pilots
Got it from the source but- I'm the one who mechanized it
In the vacuum of deep space our metals bonded
There ain't a scrap yard surgeon who could ever part them

A singularity is forming in a cone of silence
I got a invite for you but the host is private
This is dark web product; I can overnight it
Side effects include and-then-you-shoot-your-cousin-itis

almost done w my shift
im tryna f*** on this b****
im tryna c***on her c***
then i rough up the kid
coat hanger, mo bangers
ima slow dancer w ur ho Amber
she got throat cancer from my throat hammer
i dont know answers, i just blow past her

chloraseptic down my sore throat
f*** a train i wanna run a w**** boat
yall be hating with the door closed
i be f***in thots that r p*** hos
all these f***ing thoughts its a wormhole
sometimes i wish i could open a portal
see what happens after i'm mortal
lord knows for sure tho im the oracle
sore throat, is it that or a cold
she doin lines of foreign snow
i got a cannon it's orbital
on ur front lawn stealing orchids tho
all this damn plant i got more to blow

picture me picking poisons
got ya b**** wit me lickin toilets
lube her up she drippin oiling
she curved me now my rizz is foiling
i burn my opps like they RIPped & boiling
they gon need a different ointment
to get back from the ass kick appointment
chips ahoy and pimps w toys that kill ya boys
im bananas as donkey kong
smoke my weed out a monkey bong
country b**** wanna honkey tonk
told her to hop on the song
she said she dont even rap
i said it's easy, snap
onlyfans feet collab
i hope i dont meet her dad
she beat my meat w her freaky ass
you cannot leave the past
cuz what u gon see is tracks
kodak over and leaping past
hold my composure relax
over emotional ass
im floatin in oceans
im hopin im rollercoasting
im flowin im locomotive
these hoes is overdosing
on mid men
money i did spend
my s*** says its time to spit when
i rhyme a bit then, i slide on yo b**** then
the princess is in another castle
i gotta recoup my former cash rolls

You gonna peep the new Cool J?

sure y not

Just listened to the saweetie song today. He’s 4/4 now on singles

My aunt’s favorite rapper. I think it’s gonna be good

Got some crazy bars for Friday too

i bumped Game's album w the eminem diss and it wasnt a bad album overall but i dont even know if ive listened to an LL album

If you feel like it I suggest Radio his first album

And Mama Said Knock You Out