This is a song about "Lethal bizzle"

The height of my high is equal to the ground from the eyes of an eagle

Medieval medical upheaval resorting to severing im lethal,

Of which are lethal, little weasels, beetles they weevil,

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

And she don't want to learn

I rhyme with a lethal pattern,

He's pregnant with wealth as his fetal but more hesitation could turn lethal

I'm here to reap souls/peak through peepholes/terrorize people/

Spitting lethal seen the evil taken over the people in my city...

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

I'm hollow, my soul is simply cold, and it's lethal

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

// my mind feeble inside you're lethal, i am evil.

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Until they see a forbidden fruit that looks awesome but lethal//