Thelonious Martin
Mannequin Suicide
Verse 1

I take a dab inside a dab inside a dab
Pepperoni pizza with the fungus dust
Shorty vegan say she prolly fuckin with the crust
Say she love me
But struggle is fuckin out of lust
Ya most highness
The cloth Linus
The Kush Bryant
Crumble little cookies for my clients
Now we can get much higher
Where nosebleed feigns get lost in desire
Find me sniffin clouds off an angel bitch
I'm Chappelle on a bail half baked with a can of piss
The cannabis only balance what I often miss
Wrist on a doc named Vick fuckin a sorceress
Pull the force from the Anakin hand
Head shots to ya fashion where ya mannequin land
I no longer dwell in this land
Swept from the shore with this door in my hand

Verse 2:

I'm grippin palm trees
Peaking palm trees
Mollywhop it when I drop it in my own seas
The fish gather from the chatter off the wrist factor
A golf master Mr Burns dope cigar Asher
I peep past ya
The depth with a drink I sink after
Wrong pastor maxin reading facts of whore snatchers
This that ice berg slim off the pinky finesse
After that skrt off painting MILF on her chest
And then I fall into the lines of my mind trynna figure the time
To release into infinity
Focus on the trinity a friend of me until Kennedy
Pop me like these fucking hipsters trynna get in with they energy but
Pull the force from the Anakin hand
Head shots to ya fashion where ya mannequin land
I no longer dwell in this land
Swept from the shore with this door in my hand