This is a song about "The mumble server"

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I feel ready. i run it into the ground tire out and put that shit to bed, mumble your

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I'm ready to rumble, he does nothing but mumble, your pride is gonna crumble

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

As i light one for ill will

Ill tell ya straight, i wont mumble,

The sequel to the first

Hey cole world, real cold world