I am a storm so do the math.
Private plane tsa can kiss my ass
I am spitting rhymes out like i am a type of robot
She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock
Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit
I am transforming, into a rap spirit,
Ignore me because i am a broken child
Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind
I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man
A parakeet resembles just how high i am
Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny
Call me a warrior, not because i like curry
I am proclaiming a change see
Bait baby, wait baby
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