Super sonic demonic tonic sipping chronic hitting puppet
Spitting vomit. Bomb it. Chopping victims up like f** it
What if this drug sh** gets done quick
I've spun sh** like suns & situations with guns b**h
Substance is sustenance in a sense chemicals are why sensory organs exists
History gets blitzed. Ripped & dipped in blood
Mannequins panicking
Handling slashing them because they s**
Misery is served with hell's delivery in sight
Ignite my rush
I'm not a human. I'm the suicide king
This hip hop witch is rich as a b**h who strips & flaunts her tits
Lives in the woods dug a ditch to fill with kids carved with a triple six
What's this. Justice. Just this is enough to bust this c*nt b**h
Punk whipped commercial rap establishment
Done quick. Ill stab the sh**
Grab & glad bag wrap the b**h
Mannequins panicking
Handling slashing them because they s**
Misery is served with hell's delivery in sight
Ignite my rush
I'm not a human. I'm the suicide king
Young moneys done sonny
Run to the slums amongst bums
Call yourselves drug money
You're run by a bird brain who stays cum dummy Wayne kissing
Thugs?
Funny
A joke
They're bu*t buddies who poke!
Mannequins panicking
Handling slashing them because they s**
Misery is served with hell's delivery in sight
Ignite my rush
I'm not a human. I'm the suicide king
Consume your souls if a challenge you bring
The moon is my eye to my ear the dead sing