Blunt.

split the bread chop the fish get the head on the tit's been the best got the gift Sin is dead op the ship with the rest got the kids been the blessed top of it been obsessed mountainous get caressed lock it in Im the intermittent mitten man spitting image of the kid who had a written plan this is it I'm a spit and ill rid of stans cause I'm pissed that these kids couldn't give a damn coming for ya bitches and rip em canned im convinced I'm the son, went from prince to the one like a blimp to the sun never trip and im blunt why they call me sweet and sour bring the peace to these cowards bring the heat, bring it louder easy e he a flower Im the King, yall are powder why the last name is Reece got the heat the power silly rabbit game I'm the Holy Chief ill devour rapping for the fame ill just brief ya by the hour lap around for gains cause I beat you no doughter