Sattelites

Intergalactic tactics, I'm smashin' you with sattelites

I go batshit, my rhyme's a hatchet and you just had a knife,

You can't match it; it's tragic, careers disappear like it's magic night

You're like an asthmatic dyke, chokin' when you go n' grab the mic

I'm blowin' through this place, like I'm a fuckin' tornado,

I thought I was safe but aww shit there's more rainbows,

I keed I keed, I'm not homophobic, but don't go show yo dick.

My rhymes are like weed, when I'm out I just grow mo' dope shit.