Mantra and I hurdle masses of nemesis like Edwin Moses
Chain-smokers don’t want it with me and a dangerous father
In cypher sessions we whup on these children like Joe Jackson
Alter antagonism how I change mascaras beyond recognition
Formidable forts fold as soon as they’re told to hold position
Contortion simulation, explosion of grenades after detonations
Your ammunition must be in intermission, abortive incursions
You are just a Peter apostle follower so take me to your leader
Opposition be four door Fords because they have feeble fusion
You’re Kardashian depicted because your whole shit is scripted
Should be ashamed to be fake as bald heads with tattered wigs
So quick to plead the fifth when interrogated by voracious pigs
These feminine cats act hard like dykes in combat Doc Martens
Crash test dummy you before your seat belt has been fastened
Investigators piece crime scene together after bodies I dismember
Competition decomposition, annihilation of your whole dimension