schizo

18 bars, do i need 18 bars?

you raps so whack, feed it beets and change the avatar

i'd keep my hands to myself but thats cause I don't want the dirt

your covered in the slime of your personality unearthed

I eat chips from the bag, chips from the table at the casino where im stabled

im labeled to be famous and the cable makes me heinous

my raps go deeper than your girls anus,

but since i used covers i cant comment on the status

Ill smoke more than you can ever buy, im a thug dressed in suit n tie

so don't get confused by my style, its so volatile, so versatile

if you want to study me its gon take a while

my bars would seem alien to you

cause they are ahead of my time

i got light years light your night sky,

flames up of my straight vibes

call your girl, lunch time

panty stained, but my apron stayed

and we got down to the sex crimes