Level limits ill with the spinach like popeye
Pop eyes like mom’s pot pies, drop minds like anchors
FOR WHY!! For how you must not know how I rip it raw
Spit it hard like reservoir dog versus Scarface
Got it crushed popping cans master plans splash crushed
Tone touch busted flames musket mains pipes get busted
Pussy’s get thrusted throated times taken over orgasm
And galaxies forming before suns go nova
Look over my cold shoulder I earth quake you like norman bates
Aim rates be sniper shot percentages over times the kills
Thrill seeker feed Reacher take my bars as annodotes
My minds are quotes taken chokes out bloaks
Making hope float than stomp the ship
Muster up tokens, check you at the register
I tread lightly tighten up swim past the yoko’s I don’t have ono’s
Where they go-go bust you with more Vulcans than the sun
When I vanish like a ninja so don’t you see ya