MY FORAY BACK INTO RAP, FINALLY

Uh, Most of you bitches are too busy talking shit while standing on feeble bones

That in the moment you thought you snapped, you just go right to the ground

You say you're posted with the clique? Nah you're just posting pictures of yourself

In vulnerable positions

Like down on your knees in front of the wicked, I am the king don't you ever dismiss me

I can manipulate frequencies easily, and by the time they're reading your eulogy, your girl steady fucking me like there was two of me

Lick on my knife and kiss on the ring, you say you're packing but those shots they ain't hitting, Ill swallow you whole like the worm in the Cuervo

Don't ask me a question just do what I say so, Cycho the "oh-no wait please do not go there"

Discipline you with my strong and my slow hand, the alien left an indent on your forehead

From his Pinky ring

I am wicked so don't mention it, push the buttons till the end begins, and I don't care if you're standing on Holy ground