No taste for the waste

wait hold up i tell you one thing i got a cup double shot pour it up we have a legal modern gang im a bit of a snake with a dirty fang blue to blue fuck you bruises to losers scooters and chewers can i spit it fast while still articulate your a bitch and i feel with it suns up i got a tonne up the weight of seven merciless seas sittin on my shoulders while ya sneezing got covid no show yet you just gotta wait for another day im master no need for a break skating with a flow yea i got that dough yo but you dont have to tell me hoe bros in the back no sour bs no crap holy shit i got a bit out of control plan b the last resort like a contour the makeup of day to day life keeps us consumed within a prison of executive emotions enacting on the elephant sittin in my living room pull it back now do what i tell ya to simon says sit home and make 10s break a bone and play dance the future is over and i dont mean to be insensitive but i sense you 1 out a 10 empathetic prolific i understand what you feel no tenant the flat in my head is empty and dead but your promising words that make me feel a tad burned its a bunch of bullshit no truth with it so go ahead tell me a lie coz motherfucker im galactic fly flyin my middle name aint bryan i got mitch super fast on the dishes gravy bitchin run quick to the pizzas my mind is a cocktail no drip no flippin the tongue wait sit so you remember back in the day when ya had to play outside no were are locked on the inside no cap its a modern film i implied that truth to you, but you couldnt pick it up look down to you up in the lower upper middle class im classy even tho i got a cabin with one seat the beat got me free feeling brile and cold satans calling asking for my soul but i dont need no hand outs dont need shit to make the clout dont need a diamond on my head no tat to my face it aint a race so you better save me till i leave the spacious place to take a rocket to outer space im burning my lungs up no taste but im ready to spit back no waste