Cynthia - Intellectual

[Hook]

Hey Cynthia I'm kind of into ya

Like the country

I'm trying to see your cunt see

You must be missing me

Never miss a beat this is elite

Take off in the plane then I land like Sicily

Cum on her face now she see seed like the south did

I'm ousting like jousting they're knocking me off my high horse

[Verse 1]

I force dick down her throat

Now she bound to choke

"I'm sorry Mr. Kyle we can't book your action"

Now they got me mad as Trump when they took his taxes

Andrew Tate sitting in jail realizing pimping tookus taxes

Pick and poke and aggravate

And end up in stagnant state

The haters got to me

I said never again

Always prepped with the pen, prepped with the pole

Prepped with the pistol

Letting them both blow like threesomes

Call that piece of mind

Need some leasing spaces

Like when Lisa needs braces

I brings you smiles

Listen while I spit

The punchlines always wild as shit

And so's the rhyme scheme

Ryan seen a lot

Time to start teeing off

Taking art to the next level

Best ever out of SOMD someday

Driving the wrong way on the one way

Crashing, bashing dash buttons in the cockpit

No saving me it's opposite of economic

[Verse 2]

Now I need a plot twist

No worries bro I got this

You know how long I've been writing songs

Focal point blank range

Living in the dank age

Sad some dude somewhere still sitting in the cage for a joint

Fail to see the point

Waves washing out

Man I'm aloud to be mad

Need my own pad

Trying to finally make some money with the raps with my broke ass

Don't cash out

Let that shit ride

Bitch I'm the greatest

No hating, all love like a tennis match

Striking flame

I'm quite insane

Might've made something out of myself already if I didn't have my heart shattered

Batter up, dapper up

Clapping audience

Let the awe commence