Son of Ares Lyrics

This the process of a new project

I'm on the wanted list like an offender

But I offend you cause you can't endure

What a song covers like a parody

You are a poser and I oppose you

You is a lumber to a carpenter

Gonna cut you in thirds undercover

'Cause if a bird told you that I come for you then

Ima have pigeon for dinner

Like it's the year of medieval

Yeah, I am the evil

I bet you feel like a winner

But really you in the middle so gimme ya medal

Ever since you been a kiddo, you been a weirdo

Oh don't believe me? Go look in the mirror

Even if you won the lotto, deep inside

Trapped in a bottle your hetero ego afloat

Like a sea with a boat and people aboard

Not knowing that today they go

Damn

Flippin' shit like a study flipbook

Gonna whip the trigger

Pistol clip on the rim of the hip like a free throw

Cutting this shit into lil, lil bits

When I spit your wrist

Shit just gonna slit like an emo

My ego is sitting on the throne

Like give a shit what you think of me, ho

Got ya bitch waterin', she a beach ho

Reload, I'm god awfully low

No, I'm god all fully loaded

I can go all in, I keep holding back

Hold up, drop

Dropping projects almost every year

I don't need sleep, I need money here

I ain't gon leave til I'm all in your top 3 lists then I'm outta here

I'ma pull up in Audi one day to an audience

Waiting for all of my discography to be played at a concert

And I got it coming one day, to be honest I'm

Nervous to play front a hundred of people

The range of emotions that would just take over

The old me gon' prolly change into a phase of confidence

Good thing that ima have haters to humble me

I am just saying, I might go insane

I might let the fame take over my name

I might let the fame take over my name

I might let the fame take over my-

Sex with a three tit bitch shit was outta this world

Limp dick the minute I finished

Pissed like a bladder with no control

Beat hitting hard like a dad with a short temper

Beat overly fat like a customer at Whataburger

At the last straw but never gonna snap

It's under my control like in '84

Big brother, big goals

I'm finished