trickster on the microphone big starz on a night alone gets hearts along the lifefull road with life fufilled slice and sow delight my deal and sight my bow shots taken hit targets stop breaking all my arrows making all my garbagde not to sharp to harness ones shot the farthest saved like guitars best I play like a hard chest your weak encave at your hearts nest my parts I grab I take apart and stab like steak fork and seperate to illustate my hill of rhyme still its late down still to grind steal the shine off the table getting drunken unstable quick sand help hurry up quick man sunk in my yayo cash potato no couch crash and decay slow my brain grows