manic

Snatching plastic, spending spastic, card elastic

I'm manic in my fake shit spending, you panic

Ghosts calling your duty like hosts with the beats fantastic

Best like Bombs in the songs, salons that have it

Keep it cool calm and collected like Kanye meant

Impossible dream sent from above to try to make a dent

My name ain't important till the war's over

Battles are fractions, math between factions, blood clover

Water the weeds like we are growing high trees

Doom planted in the matter that is happening

The battlefield is a host of bad ideas and sadness

Because the loser can't handle this shit without madness

I'm a defeatist, but still I'm undefeated

A name that seems like nonsense until you learn the meaning

Salute your short reign as the top of the Pad's game

I'm coming for you, tell the truth, your loss will be shame