Untitled Song

Just bust a rhyme

Like busta rhymes

Busta rhymes

With touch the sky

Gimme the nine

While I fuck this guy

When I’m done I’m gonna

Fuck his mind

I’m floating by

Open boat hoping my

Shit will finally sell

Choking rhymes

Cuz I’m fucking high

It’s hopeless

Ima gonna choke this

I don’t know shit

And I’m as broke as a

Motherfucking bloke

Nope I won’t give in to a

Woman streamer

So just string me up

With a coke line

Get rid of the pipe

And bring me some fucking hype

I might die tonight

But every time I fight

I feel a fucking light inside

Indicating I’m creating dope

And it goes to show I’m through

Waiting on a stupid date

What’s new- I’m super good at rape

Your aggravating me when you debate me

I realize you fucking hate me

But there ain’t a thing

You can say to implicate me

Despite your spite I’m accelerating

Fuck rehabilitation fuck patience I’m rejuvenated mastered acclimatization

I’ve tried auto erotic asphyxiation

After failing at banging Asians

I oughta stop overcomplicating shit

Maybe then I could accomplish things

Should seek job listings but there ain’t no fucking openings

It’s hopeless again

Here we be choking a friend

Right back at where I began rapping and ravaging the residents of hip hop

All the time my shit flops

Got flip flops with shit on the bottom