im a perfectionist thats why all my lyricas are proteticly spit mix it master it write it rrcord concot the lerfect respepie turn your back to me you dead to me this is war i will not regret time is money i. an spare it never gunna scratch up access change changin the game i dont need a controller thats not how you play it 556 all green tips empty the mag out told brother back down let the mac spit here the click dimonds all on my wrist is how im livin I was never this privilege i was broke walkin for some yak got a secret lanugage so excuse my gramer you're such a pansy bitch you need a pamper becoming equip this pipe and lantorns get the rate with the tortches burn the witch 🪄 let the fire burn em in two leave yo ass confused like blue's clues now it is a day you finally lose and it's the day I finally win just hit several blinkers on a pin and got me feeling right to stop my coughing I chug that down with some Sprite coming in with them bullets they bring Sunny delight to the sky just like me I'm higher than the sky in a new altitude I'm in space with the aliens how many stars in space are uncountable