I been on venus for a couple years now so i been calling hell my home eight-seventy degrees, on a good day liquify ya face and the lead for the gunplay h-2-s-o-4 caustic, you best stop it no evidence, sulfuric acid just to melt them bodies heavy atmosphere, I'm talking 90 x without the p, you fuckin with the clique, it aint gon work out dippin out, the ancients called her lucifer mighty comparable to becca monster pokin’, probin at us, that nasa shit quickly destroyed like a fuckboi tryna flex, when the team deploy. murder rap, you know this shit the real mccoy, employ a lot of goons strapped with choppers and they call ‘em toys 186 million miles per second, Venusian light-bringer, too slow, to merc ‘em, so we finna quantum tunnel doe. woah, event horizon approaching quickly. so if he keep talkin shit, we make sure he never escapes. thats the fate of a fuckboi quit fuckin with us, bitch quit fuckin with us

only zodiac we fuckin with is the killer shove yo moon sign im more concerned with shit that realer look, y'all can take this a fuckin trigger warning bruh, imma spit it raw, cause the shit im hearing mighty boring exploring the abyss with neil degrasse tyson makin me feel mighty small, existential angst i be fightin’ why am i here, whats the reason for the shit im doing? i dunno, but i know an answer all im pursuing i be doin’ this shit erryday mu fucka drop a verse on a rook, it aint nothin’ mu fucka i finesse the track and straight up body mu fuckas hit up becca, like, yo these some stupid mu fuckas monster work the pole like a fuckin maniac girl stay with the hella swagged out money bag bands on the racks, ten racks in a stack ten stacks in the stash, gotta make the shit last doin’ dabs you woulda thought she was silento stupid faded, gettin’ rid of work cause the rent due who knew i woulda come back after two and a half years with a new track, same trap been bad, oh dag its mr always hella sad with lil miss space unicorn and a blunt wrap rollin up the loud, put a lil bit of coke on that youngin kinda coo coo with the puffs, she a brainiac where you at? bruh im tryna come thru two tens in the trunk, stay bumpin’ my new shit do it everywhere, motherfuck you ignant bitches talkin shit, aint seen what we been through y'all know we got hella problems mental but the state of california says i aint a threat to me or you true, five two five zero involuntarily committed for a suicide i couldn't do damn son, you need to show a little more follow through start a lot of shit, never finish what you meant to. (shut the fuck up) i been up for a couple days straight at the point i just do what the shadow people say to three monster, zodiac killer i aint really know how to put the shit triller hit ya friendly neighborhood drug dealer becca know the plug, so for low we get the illest three monster, zodiac killer i aint really know how to put the shit triller hit ya friendly neighborhood drug dealer becca know the plug, so for low we get the illest