This is a song about "Proselyte quasi raillery ribald supine vignette mirage"

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

I cough, i thought this thunderfuck was creating a mirage,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

But my mind wanders and creates me a mirage

Don't know her name those ain't really important

The path to victory's a mirage, the road is just/

I've got these stupid bitches tied up at the mirage,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

I wrecked her treasure because i'm ribald

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Morphed into an illusion like a vivid mirage

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Realign your spine to supine create clouded shrines