[Verse 1]
Torture, with fiery type of vocals
Amateur session transforming throughout the portal
Been stoning since early hormones
Toying the storefront with a magnum 44
Sharpie, and I could show you where my heart would be
And watch you slit the wrist of your Barbie and try to talk like me
And act derogatory when you prove my stories an allegory
Blast a porch monkey with racial slurs and an empty 40
[Verse 2]
C'mon try and match me, guaranteed to get nasty
I'll have your head chopped off before you even think to blast me
I'll grip your mind and force you to physically make you kiss spine
It's my time, industry blinded by all the starshine
The melody collides, cause this unusual vibe
Choosing to hop onto the wagon ain't difficult to decide
Text, I get a quick reply
She picks me up in her ride
Laid back with rolled eyes, only because I..
Got some brain and totally lost insanity
These n***as changed the channel they overdosed on complexity
Next to be, best, who's equivalent to the rest
But with a lyrical vest and melodies that impress
The next big test, the mainstream wanna invest
In something they can't get, but my followers can commit
With the licks they spit, inhaling an old parliament
Vanished with a half of abandon pack of cancer sticks