This Is The Sickest

This is the sickest!

I'll spit the wickedest of hieroglyphics, fire and ice mixes.

You're on my tire iron hit-list, four times.

I am lifted, higher IQ then The Gifted.

I'm Wiccan, I'm trick'n, tick'n putting a spell on you. Haunting Mist.

I'm tortuous and fearsome taking away your wisdom and vision.

Shaking your condition.

You're missing the elucidation to comprehend the hallucination that came in and bathed you in deception.

I'm fetching to the way I'm mentioning the stray.

Allay The Ayy Lmao and convey that E.T just may relay a tone and phone home.