i come with the shit and the things that I slay I was not born baby in may born April not an April's fool born the 27th freedom day just ask Mandela hey this is the shit that I care and fuck till I hit luck double cup for supper no she's not your grab a rubber hippidihoo venoms getting cracking kicks I love Lil Wayne his my mentor his in my brain I'm centered demon rarri and magazine is that enough for me nah I'm running lika thief in the night holding my glock tight don't wanna let it slip I'm Ina fight far of sight this is the plight give me the dope cause i am the pope not the police fucken hate they not doing their jobs they are ungrateful fuck them hateful the past not the past I'll remember you what you fucken did and fucken say try to cast me as an extra I ain't having none of that stature I like things mean I like things evil they say its my bipolar demon don't personify me this is not lean this is the this is sylene yo I'll fucking bomb ya hit you with the mamma then it's a saga fuckin bloodbath I don't auto tune I stay loyal to the juice say what you want of me I'm a fucken prodigy deeper deeper deeper fuckin preacher standing on the podium holy ghost your ass my mic dance pare' france ifle tower avillance its icy diors pricy like me I hustle hard and don't care of your perception just like and mention face time me with a pen different hope otherwise I keep you in my scope you no what that means r.I.p beg please to dead of me