I spit better than your sister To the brits I'm screaming tiocfaidh ár lá with my cock in her lámh I get the goods and I'm bringing the sauce I spit these bars like the beef and it's raw I'm a rhyming prodigy I'm the chief of an army Don't try to start on me Wouldn't be smart of Ye Cut off your head Send it to the men with their hands all red Who's that? That's Pablo looking fresh Man always runs when he sees me in the flesh Me riding with me school like it's desh Floating into oblivion off the acid and it's thrilling me Third eye opening up and now finally I can see shittttt Fuck friends I should focus on getting money cuz I really wanna be shit Turning into somebody, acid teach me that comes first love, and then loyalty. Covid give me time to make peace with my mind and not get PTSD from ballsy crimes I commited years ago and I admit it as it punctures into my egooo Outer space flows Plague man with food for thought The way I think, it's astronomical Pablo always hanging with the other perspective He can be sound, but if you talk shit, he will disect ya. Outer space flows Plague man with food for thought The way I think, it's astronomical Pablo always chillin' with the boys 9n the corner But if you disrespect, someone is gonna have to call the coroner.