This is a song about "Sel"

Rub one out with the vibe, get some zen expelling the mojo...it's sad yo'

The real result will end with your #funeral, a #skewed #sickle till your #pupils #grow

The real result will end with your #funeral, a #skewed #sickle till your #pupils #grow

But you're about to get fucked by my rhymes up the butt like death row.

Nobody fucking wants you like you're broccoli

The result of a prophecy, the top of theology