Porsche

Straight out the vault cause i hate cold

I take all off my rhymes as a blade fore

I'm going to strip club just to rape whores

I'm a pain mold walkin' just to stay halt

I've got a rhyme sword with a spike Porsche

I've digged my grave since my childhood

I'm a firewood burnin' the entire hall

Dime for a dozen flip the coin no time to runnin'

Inside my mind i've lost all the mights

I might survive but i've found it tight

It bitin' my leg so i break it to win

Fallin' in rain check i hate being wet

I feelin' upset no one is here to sit

Bought three tickets just to keep tickin'

I guess i'm a wordsmith i'm girdin' it

I've left the herds cause i'm curbed in