This is a song about "Ur vomit"

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Sick enough to hawk vomit, on every inch of carpet

Vomit all on the drapes

For the occasion, paper planes

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I wanna vomit the rawest flawless lyrics

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

I rhyme at speeds so supersonic, that they make you vomit.

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Sever ur memory from ur head n' ur mind

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

That grows under my skin, it's infectious, atomic vomit

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

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur