Standing mp3
The challengers are gluten free
Its hard to take yall seriously
When everybody disagree
From long beach down to Tennessee
Its incoherent oversea
Yall raped me for another dream
Then stole off up my master key
WHOA SENPAI
You think you got it, disappear
My voice is like a auctioneer
It sends away my greatest fears
I push, i pull, its action
Breaking walls, red faction
Loads off minds, the paramount wind

Its a clock, its a rhyme
Apparently i never even felt a fucking crime
Its a clock, its a rhyme
Im like the story Limbo except you can watch me die
Whats the problem if i wanna watch the world burn?
What's the problem if im shaking when the world turn?

Phone boy, phone boy
They so hard they unemployed
Homeboy, homeboy
Music just a decoy
Photosynthesis, fuck with me
Ill break your 9 to 6
I've been the mix
You fish up off yo six and sixty six
Worship satan in the mix
Its kinda cringy, pickle rick
I punt to miss
You run, then wiff
It's kinda bitch
I dont gotta problem but yall seem to look at me amok
Enter destination of my doublechin, i show the tuck
Broke yo promise, promise me you'll break it two more times again
Im sittin, waitin, momma's news you talkin like its CNN

Fuck, im tired of this carry deep inside in my backpack
Every artist fallin off im gonna need a stat trac
Everybody screaming and yellin and then im gettin tired
About to show my age if these fuckers try to blink my mile
Bouta bust a pussy if he talkin wit a fucking flick
Watch the money touch his lips and then he goes and rides a dick
Platform just a flip of a million little shits
Who just get a taste grit and they run off on a tick