Poetic License

Meat cleaving for sickles and heat seeking missiles

Power drills penetrating deep in your dimples

Hollow tips that'll spray you from your feet to your temples

I get more powerful from each instrumental

Now I'll break your ankle so you can't run

Come at you from angles where you won't have none

This shit fat as fuck please excuse the pun

I'm like Neo overcomes after zero the one

And Only the Holy Spirit is on me vocally I'm a KobeS omebody give me a trophy

Kill the game like Shinobi shoot 'em down like a bogey

Smoke them all like a stogie I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi

You can't match the energy the poetic imagery