Fucking A Shit fuck the B too. Along with not driving a car being broke and these worn out shoes. Matter of fact fuck everything along side with undercover trench coat wearing fucks an fuck u too Yeah seems things are a bit down an out. Hair is continuing to fall out. Still im the only one I know who remains down. Females still shun me as lame. Rich folks draw the shutters when I'm in there domain call the cops to have them haul me away. But hey. What can I say? Cuz my oh my I'll never be able to halt these crazy rhyming thoughts that jolt themselves into my brain. OKKKK God's child thata what I am yeah me. Like Jesus and Moses I was conceived immaculately from divinity. Only difference being Mamma was far from virginity. Thats why my horns continue to grow an grow. And oh so blessed with The religion of a rebellious Gods flow. So follow follow follow me devotelly. Now that's what's up. My lyrical conversating skill so articulate every time these words spill out my mouth another lyricist hears it then puts the pistol in there mouth then pulls the trigger. So beware my raps do kill. And I'm to blame Well go figure. Can't explain why it is but for some reason or another the Gods have blessed this kid with the gift of pronunciating a alphabetical sentence that intertwines and combines fluctuating maniatikil way out screw loose should be committed rhymes. And I ain't ever gonna shut my mouth. Why should I tone it down especially when Jesus said, " Yo, KARIZMATIK stay down and keep preaching on the hood G". Gods child that's what I am yeah me. sucking Like Jesus and Moses I was conceived immaculately from divinity. Except my mom was far from virginity. Thats why my horns continue to grow and grow. And oh so blessed with a religious rebellious God flow. So follow follow follow me devotelly. And acuatly so as to be as accurate as I can possibly be Those that know my history know all about my divine genealogy So ya I don't mean to boast but ya I'm blessed was born a Pope no need to stress for a vote was Holy as soon as I was yanked out from beneath my mommas dress skirts so surely I won't stop the verbage grope or all this babbling rapper quotes so keep your eye on the God run away and keep tattiling cuz that surely seems that's the only way y'all know how to cope. And I'll continue slaughtering you snakes the ones rattling along side with the ones who ain't. Cuz thats just the way I was made. I have embraced my murderalistical ways slaying daily unrealistic sways of all you phoney fake actors trying to get payed by interfering in my way like your on stage performing in a play. I'm rid of y'all that's how it's called it's written in the stars its just my fate. Don't believe me then keep on keeping on an you two can have the whole pantheon of every single God Goddess both good and evil all over you. Deciding every single second how karma will steadily dismantle and fuck you over for playing with karizmatik's God flow truth.