This is a song about "Lacuna coil"

For all aspiring rappers this is the spiral that matters/

My niggas never block, i think i'm barry sanders

Automatons animate my fictional being well until the spring/

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

Know you want me to fall

From the bench to the ball

I'll feed lupus into your beat's loops and retool the spool backwards

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

I got a rap sheet to my name that's just too long, and you ain't even know it,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Staring at the crystal ball

Didn't do a thing at all

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

//this verse is tongue twisty and takes some time to spit it right