Galacticus I eat planets like Galacticus Stuck in an atticus like Finch the spud When will the world be right till the beat drops I am the chimera of rap with true magic that will leave you dazzled Impish spirits attacking create me no hassle I exorcise your demons with cosmic elastic A multicultural melting pot ancient and warlike You better watch out unless you wanna see the tomahawks fly To your secret destination while I am in my impenetrable fortress smoking nicotine and flavored cigars I see the rap game and see rich ugly fucks repeating the same lyrics Only good old Marshall keeps you all in tow I will cut off your toes and make you OD on blood like Jeff Dahmer A true MC mean and with style contagious like your STD The fuck was covid about that was some end of world shit Thats what it took to shift us If only we knew the stars that birthed us What is this world? I hurt from boredom I stab myself and see gray blood coming out My system in shock like the old game Rappers dont know my name and wont until I reach fame By then it will to late and they know they will be lame Reptition, lizards, and brown quesadillas OCD got me overthinking your last verse and I hop on my horse to end you all with my cosmic scimitar My name should have been bastard, I crush my enemies and turn them into turnips lameness is the only thing you are fantastic four while I am huge like Galacticus