My skills are so dope, man it's quite the equilibrium,
I'm still with no soap, damn this dyke, she better gimme some,
I slit a whore's throat and now I might see the feeling of,
Why shit's so provoked, the land's a zebra's living room,
Lyrically gifted, spiritually lifted, by the time you swing by I'm eerily ballistic,
Tyranny missed it, the weary now fixed this, I start lines of crimes like a villainy mystic,
I'm a fucked up individual and kids are spitting out soliloquies,
They'll get bucked with my residuals, shit I'm feeling no humility,
I can make a drunk text twist into some fun sex,
Yet that would take my Hun vexed and shift into a dumb ex,
You're a bigger contradiction than a loner with Schizophrenia,
Who'd figure you had a dick son, taste the boner you get plenty of,
Glamorous females that can be so hazardous,
Cantankerous seen there, and can cling like Canibus,
Understandably it's foolish, and I smell their boobs like tulips,
Hundred Stanleys now are boorish cause I pelt the view like tourists.
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