Light hair never fails
Bag shorts and cheetos
Cassius towards burritos
Laggin', ACO caps shoo the rest of my ego
Bro, raps from West streets
Uses best compounded ketones
The beta type, based
You fucking laced with iodine
Faceless, safe-played sodium chlorides
I'm smoking opium out your new pipe
Crude, I pack petroleum
Shrewd holding a hot knife
I don't come here often
Have I not come yet
I incept, coughing
Gravs got me offset
Not upset
The offers have not been kept
Though I fret when left alone
Dome like the trees
But a mess
In the sink, like what the fuck you mean
In the mirror, condensation
I think in terror
Of my next conversation
The best observation I have
Is careful placement of my trust
And my lust, just maybe
I must've been alarmed
Woop
Fakie for the havoc
Erase the trust you know
Never, don't change what is abandoned
If it never got lost it still didn't happen
I must've been alarmed
Woop
Fakie for the havoc
Erase the trust you know
Never, don't change what is abandoned
If it never got lost it still didn't happen