[Verse 1: Rozz Dyliams]
Now welcome to my fortress
Leaves pieces and parts poking out of the force flex
Hefty bag and zagging zigging stressing chasing more checks
As soon as i get my VISA right I'm bout to go back
Rap game lame
The money keep me spending
This thing got a kick back
It'll tenderize your shoulder tendon
Got me kicking back like professor Neo Cortez
Lets get to the core of why most of you whores aren't bets
Haven't put a fraction of the work in that Dylan had so you worthless
Social Marxists who trapped inside a vortex
Endless spinning in a (?)
Grinning making martyr for the father
Father Dylan do the Lord's work
Heavy brisk work
Wrist got a brace come ride with a player like that boy grey
Simply turning up the Ana then I turn you into waste and ride away like Tyree Cooper boy I'm turning up the bass

-what you got uh Maduro what ya got a Maduro ramp
What ya got a Maduro ramp?
Hey kick a- kick a rap

[Verse 2: Rozz Dyliams]
Cyber world I'ma go Molotov bout to blow
Life is just a simulation nothing real anymore
Suck my dick hoe ha Take ya to the candy store
Drop your neck
Drop your petty coat bitch vamonos
Knocking em' down like dominos not physically but mentally
Heres a free tip: Gaslight everyone you meet
I flip out and run 16
I wake up at 1:15
I'm an authentic schizophrenic Dylan do a deadly deed
I hear voices in my head that tell me go and get my green
Having scary dreams at night of snakes wrapping around my feet
Make a pledge and catch a million bodies baby get like me
Scary rapping salivating energy surround my team
Chosen devotion measure strength but when I'm alone
Lately I don't even have the strength to be alone with me
Look at everything I built from snapping like a rosary
I built it up and brought it all down from the cocaina
Broke my windows down and now you trapped inside of my
Underneath the seat of my cutty beater, be Stanley steamer