Had your b**** callin me you know I had to block her,
I'm high playing FIFA bumping Silkk the Shocker,
Acting really funny, think you might just win a Oscar,
I'm quoting a rap from the homie, name is @proper

this nigga thinks he goes hard but he stays hardly

i celebrate at your funeral thats a grave party

that grave party line fire but you had to force it w the stay hardly line before it.. this molly? it got me feelin euphoric

the only way im killing you is sending you to the coroner
i keep a drac, i'll pull this b**** and start producing euphoria

Mathematics is my philosophy
The world in true apostasy
The living God is in me pay no mind to aristocracy
Their plans was warped morality
Meanwhile, I bliss out and find the moral compass of the true and living Godly Christ in me
I speak brashly—cuz no one finding me
With my fingers, not the pen, I write precious rhymes with ultra clarity
Bar for bar I go against the highest just like Tyson be
The skill is high in me
Don’t live a lie, be what you (a)spire to be

Drinking Zoop listening to Moop in my 2 door coupe
Ain’t no beat but I still just might loop
20 candles lit & all of them Goop
The smell in the room savory like French Onion soup
Outside Winn Dixie selling cookie like a Girl Scout troop
Walk a man down like “Yo you tryna hoop?”
Listening to “What’s The 411?” Like “what’s the scoop?”
I’m so high I thought I scooped Uncle Snoop
I’m so high my eyes be droop
Im so high I’m Ezell in the coop
F***in her for so long I need to recoup
F***in her cuz the b**** look just like Betty Boop

Crows nest, top mast
Little flags and adirondacks
Left hand sign the contracts
Handshake spread on contact
I'll fight the system from the inside
Ain't no such thing as a free ride
Hope freedom rings or writes
It's been a long, long time
In a galaxy far away countin' days
It's the future not a phase
Teleport my way out the maze
Chill beside it and graze
The teeth gnash at its ankles
Bite marks on deep sea cables
Who want a seat at the table
And navel gaze with their plate full

free dedicat'
bro caught a case
he was tryna say
nickis man is fake
p**** wet like lake
eat it up like cake
smoke her p**** i bake
awhhhhh for f***s sake

Bomb vest say it with your chest
Hail Mary, hand across the breast
The Superman S was a rep
Double that sum on a family crest
We got dunk tanks for weapon X
And drunk tanks for the rest
Blew the cartridge, tried to reset
Woke up headed out west
Killscreens with hidden meanings
Hairlines receding
Inner child wild, babies teething
Subway rat under the beanie
Honk twice if you see me
Walk the freeways every evening
Headlong heebie jeebies
Pray to headlights, Scotty beam me

Lucky ducks hunt genius
Dumb money come to Jesus
End of days, we're all rhesus
Monkey's paw not prostheses

Tried to play my own s*** in the car,
wound up arrested for trying to kill the president
What could make him take it this far?
Auxiliary cord collected and presented as evidence
Frequency resonant,
Long history of menacing residents,
element of judicial suppression deemed relevant,
Jay-Z’s most financially literate peasant working the settlement
.38 revolve like sun and earth, centrigual force measurement
One big pyramid of skulls like The Revenant,
stood at the base
definitely don’t remember but I’m flattered you’d mention it,
notifications of un-sent messages
before I ever read the original
Secret intentions one step above subliminal
Database caste status listed as criminal, living space liminal,
Have a nice trip and I meant it literal, watch your step b****!

Quoting this months later to tell u that "Trypophobian puttin' holes in em" gets stuck in my head like once a week (in mach hommy voice ofc)

I’m in Salem’s lot eating a shrimp bowl

Just put a dent in her cheeks like a dimple

But I’m like a 45 inch, still single

Kill the p****, change my name to ‘Love Symbol’

Step light in the garden
Eggshells, beg thy pardon
Yoke it up, smoke a carton
I won't hold sacred carbon
Bush era arson for a bargain, it's a steal
Touch and go, caught up in my feels
Record scratch, Jesus on the wheels
Caught on tape, sample wouldn't clear
Most wanted or ghosts haunted
Round table talk, Algonquin
Cottage industries plotted
Two hots and some cotton
Crackpots and cauldrons
United flights from Boston

Should absolutely be

Trypophobia; puttin' holes in ya

Y’all niggas gon have to start putting some beats to these

You got any music out?

Nothing serious anymore. Most of the stuff I bother to write I post here

Ok
Good s***

Cassette tape fades in interlaced frames
Shockwave players debate who got brained
The footage degrades, times change, bitrate wanes
Prize fight highlights in nitrate flames
Here it lies, dead beefs and charred remains
Worldstar, dead links, unmarked graves

Big Benzer that I’m pushin,
She talm bout give me the cushion,
B**** I’m hustlin,
Gotta get these packs to my cousins,
They gotta get this s*** overboard like a muffin,
That b**** get the real stuffin,
Just like the muffin,
Now back to hustlin,
Money always doublin,
Like it’s England,
but to me still it’s nothin

The puppet master thinks
Metallica, NSYNC
Morse code blinks
My eyes are pink
End the sentence with a wink
Destruction on the brink
Everything gone but the sink
I could use a drink
Behind a fence chainlink
Chainmail armor chink
My whole body stinks
And I’m low on zinc

Been up since before Jay-Z’s last album (4:44)
Need d****? I’m in the middle like Malcolm (for sure)
Wrist in the pot, making a maelstrom (wind sound effect)
Whippin the babies, like a male mom (baby cries)
Future Farmers of America, I get the bales gone (cow moos)
Sent the pack thru USPS, that’s a mail bomb (explosion)
MASHin the dope up, I cut it like Trapper John MD (paging)
Dirty Laundry money, I looked up to The Byrds after Don Henley (eagle screech)
Crackers wanna book me, my crack like flavor blasted Goldfish (mmmm)
Make my shooter pull a card like we’re playing a game of Go Fish (hmmm)
And we’ll come down your street like a swarm of locusts (bzzzz)
Bought a beam and popped a addy, I’m so laser focused (lightsaber sound effect)

The sound effects