let me tell you something that I remember with this crown of solar tempers people siting all around as im sober wit them sitting on my thrown watch the eclipse become a whether with these potion killers you better be bitter counter numbers from conting buildings 911 got glock 9 for us its time for us to stand up on this mountain cuz the wolfs howling like its bounty hunt to destroy the hunt but close your mouth cuz mother needs to get her blunts shut from the top of tge cult hung like jahoba turned on my phobias while the homophobics run over ya its closing time no time to close the blinds those yellow purple eyes staring deep into my soul tonight when well I go outside im spitting these rhymes but i feel like im going to die dont tell me thats its time i guess this is goodbye runing over ya ya but the fountain is lava from ava shes from jamaica ya i love when he naked sus but i ant saying shush stuff cause ik my womens won