think they know us?

think you knowing how i drop these bars they harder than steal. i make my enemies squeel, pop em off like a pill. taxing all these faggots call me capitol hill, make you bend to my will, squeeze the shot its a kill. i make em drop like the market crash, they panic and sell. spitting fire the messiah bring it hotter than hell. bitch im on another level locked the beast in his cell. pimping demons, leasing out hell, stacking my mail. the unforgiven, ever living never giving a fuck. im always ripping shit up, an infant spitting shit up. see ive been present since before my papa busted a nut, the seed was sewn in the primordial seasons of dust. and there i was before the egg had the chance to ever drop and then bust. i was handing out the orders of the cosmos we trust. and look at us, now weve come too far for giving this up. another realm of existing, content with aeon flux.