This is a song about "Computer grenade lethal pleasant solid logical benefit degrading fraction approximation"

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Ill solid bars that make you vomit

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

My spit is deadly, this shit is lethal

I'ma tell you this for your own benefit,

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

One verse is all it takes

Invades states, degrading babes,

Keep us effervescent, feeling pleasant

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Based off the voices of a poisoned grenade

And i could see you coming home after work late

I'm living life but i worry that it's just a fraction

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been