Kill Shit For ft. NAHreally

When you base lines on baselines and sentiments intersect

And punctuation's punctual and the prepositions are prepped

And the emphasis is direct, and the elements just connect

And you said it and it's a mess so you edit the incorrect

Til it's evidently the best and you're eminently impressed

By the precedent that you've set that you tell everyone that you met

And you're swelling up in the chest damn near yelling that you're the best

No Khaled, soul balanced the feeling is so valid

Building rhymes when you're killing so sublime when it's propah

Like, empanada could rhyme with Wembanyama

Or what if a frittata was cooked on terracotta?

Mispronounce the word a smidge now it fits like Ferragama