My rapping made you soil
Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil
You have laid your footprint in the soil
Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil
Smoking a fattie doob from the soil of chernobyl
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
The more small people at your door like please can i receive
My soil struck and it produced deadly live stream and ajna eye beams
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