go to the ground

bro go to the ground we're out of bounds here that sound It's me spitting fire go to the choir change the tire Im tired look at the wire Im a buyer I got my face on a flyer I acquire the multiplier look at that dire wolf once my teacher said why do you simplify math I do what I want I don't even take a bath If you listen to my music you will feel my wrath I'm a psychopath with my lyrics that I be spitting my songs that I make are eight bit I sit on the floor on the creaking board a creaking boar just opened up the door and let out one tiny sad lonely roar I'll be feeding onion rings on the potato McDonald's fries bro go to the ground we're out of bounds here that sound It's me spitting fire go to the choir change the tire Im tired look at the wire Im a buyer I got my face on a flyer I acquire the multiplier look at that dire wolf once my teacher said why do you simplify math and then I also testifyed her in court she wore her short Jean ah shorts to the court but it was actually a basketball court when I snort or run a whole entire town underground once I found a stick it isn't bigger than a tree once I look behind me then I saw a queen bee