Yuh

Yuh

The fuck am I doing with my voice Jesus Christ

(Oh my god, ASTRAL)

Prolly coulda took like the tag out

But like

Shit was free on the internet

That’s sick as hell

Support producers yuh

Drip like a faucet

They send a plumber to stop it

I’m in my chambers all the time like magnum shots in revolver

Until I pop

You face the karma for becoming chameleon

Cloak device and shit

You blend in like some CAD that I’m dealing with

Gut you

Shit look like carnelian

1 2

Put raps to these beats like bohemian

Eyy

I feel like I’m Freddy Mеrcury

Except with no talent and nobody’s heard of mе

OK so like not Freddy Mercury

I’m bad with similes

Mad you can murder me

Bitch I’ll see you at infirmary

Then you’ll go broke cuz you can’t afford surgery

(Cha-ching)

(Fuck I probably couldn’t either, the fuck is up with healthcare)

I wanna fight some bitch

But don’t wanna get sick so I’ll settle for screaming online

One day I’ll come out my house again then you can pull up on me any motherfucking time

I haven’t worked out once in like a fucking month

But I still talk like I’d crush in a fight

Y’all on that Eminem Rihanna shit

Cuz it seems like you love when I lie

I don’t lie that much I try to be fairly honest

But no one’s life is THAT interesting

Well maybe someone’s

But not mine

Masochistic urges I burn my bridges collect their curses

I’m translucent I’m clearly scattered beneath the surface

I’m throwing shade

Your shit slow like cycles

Your fans worship like heathens you’re fucking idle

My verse like strangers on bathroom doors banging and banging and banging

(The fuck?)

Anyone in there?

The doors clearly locked

So I’m asking you kindly to please just shut up

Leave me alooone

Please I beg

Don’t make me talk to you while I’m taking a shit

C’mon

Fuck