Throwing ash toward them, plumes say I'm cracked like glass sculptures
hitting the floor at 40 4 Max horses, on the map they just lack coordinates.
Rap chose us, this craft I've been sewing up like past clothing.
Lines better than the Salt flats globally, speeds higher than giraffe Oakley's

Feeding the brass copium, dropping a gear like raw coconuts.
God open up from this Renior dystopia, I've been painted wrong.
Framed art aint known to us. Staged carns and holy blood.
In this strange world where the woods been known to rust.

To be watered.

To see farther.

The springs calling, better than you calling me Carter.
3 points like a sheep farmer, to many hoes to be farming.
Hail Marys like "he caught it!" ..this aint no tree fauna.
Giving you free karma, better than three commas bank tellers that keep noddin.
King of the Prophets, bringing you that sleek content Like King kong aint this big If I'm being honest.
Because I stay with the pen like Eugene Roberts This inks toxic.
But they just say keep talking you get capped like Steve Rodgers.

Matter fact I'm just another hatter that raps.
Haber to dash even when I'm Luke warm tell ya Anakins back.
Looking for ammo to rack I'm the prince lord, leaving animal tracks.
Put my hand across your face like a mechanical jack (Psshh)
My manicures trash I'll leave these other artists like when Danica crashed.
I'm on fire like a man you should pat what I've compiled could take America back.
I'm what comparisons lack.
Hope your character matches
All those areas actually.
she's still hoping she gon marry an athlete.
I Just buried the last me.
How'd you go from married to a5s beating.
I remember when you carried the rap scene

I'm the whole top five - hot lines - I drop bars like the server just caught fire money off - wire, hog tie em.
All timing, how kindly I run this web like a vault spider.
Off whites like i"m off island.
Crate the next sound just like I'm bulk buying.  
I'm lull vibin in this dull climate hearing null sirens from all sides but.
I'm smiling steady rhyming watching the pencil just glide yep.
Just raised the bar so high up.

Its hard sleeping there are demons that illustrate my death like artisians
Any stage you'll be mauled to pieces and packed up into a car freezer.
Then I'll feed ya to three people there's no evil I wont see through.
I keep moving through each cooler to regroup em eat each noodle..

Like Jeffery Dahlmer Lets Be honest.