spoken word and some raps. mainly stories that provoke thought
Lyrics
Celcius dumb an don’t know degree’s still
An yeah He’s farenheight but short in skill
For real this kids a fraud the truths demanded
Esq esc text and then got caught redhanded
Truth though, he’s unique and writes special
Cuz I filled him so full of lead he used his dick as a pencil
Thinking the bleeding will end eventually
Is how he got his name applying menstrual cream
An his flows so dull he’s like elders aquatics
An I’ll leave red black and blue like he’s beat with hypnotic
Facin the top of the abl is very scary dawg
So I won’t leave ya in suspense I’ll let ya free fall
He’s a hired hand who writes but don’t know much
I’ll pimp this bitch so his next alias is dough nuts
Hold up, red spits but don’t know the facts
He aint hot, this dick lives next to the coldest sack (cul-de-sac)
N grabbing his girls ass the only time I’m holdin back
Like his chick I flip it, and bridge her cuz I’m over that
I’m an older cat that’s why I’m schooling this child
I’ll Rip it explicit and twisted as his smile
Your face so ugly dog you can’t deny it
Mumble over tracks because even your words are hiding
When it comes to your songs dog trust I’d do without
Confused thinking I bump you cuz I said Itune(d) you out
Your doomed don’t doubt, I’ll straight end you quick
And Let you play the role of a black man in a cowboy flick
I’m fresh as an Altoid, this fruit needs a life saver
Cuz you aint dope, not now or later
I spit it like that so his candy ass would get it
Stupid in school red thought alive meant livid
New zelanders wool truth and never pull gimmicks
Fuck it he’s sheepish, so I know he aint bullshitten
