Released on March 15, 2020

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[Verse]

Music is my therapist, the only one that listens

Deep precision when I cut the throat of rappers, fuck a wholesome vision

I brought the car to the party, time for collision

Only mission to dismiss the demons lurking in the kitchen

When I cook the shit, even when out of chances I took the shit

Seventeen, but I act like I'm seven for the book of it

Do assist the terrorists, I'm colder than a carrot stick

I'm rather chivalrous, please, open the door you stupid trick

Don't look at me like I'm a different breed of cinema

You need thicker skin, go and by yourself some more Integra

Bought myself some Indica, higher than your average fascist when plastered on graphs to mask their attitude at Jews

I'm a rapper when I choose, other times I'm a maniac

I'm stabbing niggas torsos with forks like "where are we eating at"

Talking shit, I feed your dog chocolate in a plastic wrap

And after that, I'll take him and put him inside the laundromat

You call it rap, I call this post-mortem chemistry

Prolly washed up like the fast food lettuce be

Honestly, I'm not a rapper, I just have a tendency

To kill the beat, the serial killer, and mortal enemy

Of Blueface, both of them combined are dialecti

I'm sour on it, never sweet, the beat is diabetic

The beat is crying 'medic' when I give it third degree

So you don't want the beef with me, you're vegan, 'less you want the green

And yes I'm talking smoke, the bars are rather fire

Like it's red, stab a bitch and for blood to match the attire

The Wrongdoer, you Chris Rocks, get on my level

Bitch I'm Drew Rock, please do stop, with all the bullshit

And fuck your Christmas, I'm burning up your wish list

Tell your mama "sorry but there is a new commitment"

Close your windows and door, get with the program

It's time to get reconditioned by overlord Zoan, bitch


[Outro]

Hold up, hold up, hold up

Stop this shit, man

Cyta wanted me to tell you that

He has no intention of committing any of the acts mentioned

Everything in this album is entirely fictional

You're an idiot if you think otherwise, fuck you

Also, he wanted me to tell you this: