The Mission

Don’t know why I wanna face fate

But lately I just wanna spit till I rate

Even though I know I can’t keep up pace

I feel like I failed if it aint in one take

 

They say give up

it’s for your own sake

 

Stay in your lane

 

But I got a full tank and nowhere to be

Got four mins to see what I can achieve

 

Relaxed back like I’m on that lean...

My snapback is older than teens...

Had a hatchback from 83’...

Bumped rap tracks before you could breathe

 

All these kids think they a badass cause they smash glass

But they’re in class playin’ grabbass with a trans man

If I was half as mad I’d still snap back

with enough facts that you’d lunge back and chug more Xanax

 

I see more hacks than a lumberjack

You seem stumped on a comeback to that

Tell me exactly

what you’re gonna do with an axe swing

When my back seat

is full of gatlings

Don’t get it wrong this is only a sampling

I won’t go all out on a sapling

Just a little burn like some bactine on your acne

And you can stop acting cause you’re not gonna do a DAMN THING

 

Can’t hold me liable

Cause I am the diab-

olical diablo with a monocle

the canonical

antagonist

Moriarty mixed with Vader shit

Take this light saber to your favorite wrist

If life’s a game then I’m pay to win

 

It’s time to face reality

This is your final fantasy

So drink up like a manatee

You won’t survive the calamity

 

Bound to be banned eventually

Cause all that I am is what you see

Not controlled by any entity

In the end I think independently

 

(resumes at 1:56)

Shiverin’ middlemen still don’t get dilla shit gonna git militant when I rip with this silver pen

Spillin’ the filament until my will is met like Anderson Silva finishin’ killers but more belligerent

 

All these fuckin’ retards think they seem smart to critique art like pc cops but when they see mom

they gotta keep calm on social media they have seizures when they see healthy girls

Please don’t speak like D.O.C. think I be only joking no G I’ll squeeze slowly till there’s no breeze coming out your nose ring and blood starts flowing

Don’t think

You can catch me on codeine

 

I’m authentic no phony

 

My septic’s full of bronies

Been shittin’ on lonely woke fiends since 03’

Hoe please don’t preach

Like you heard from the King I aint got no openings

And I just need a forty and more ink to solely embolden more peeps than you’ll eat on easter morning

 

I’m like Christopher Hitchens mixed with Russel Simmons but much more vicious

Like a war on Christmas I’ll give a forearm to Christians

Cause it’s my mission to face morons of religions

But you’re right to be monotheistic

cause I don’t like to share the spotlight with the dim witted limp-wristed

Don’t git it twisted

I could never be Twista

But every time I design a written

It’s like the entire sky is spittin’

 

So I’ll give all of L.A. shade like it’s the cloudiest day

Yes I’m mouthy okay?

More controversial than Robert Down(a)y in black face

But it’s bout to cascade

monsoon like the last days

 

You can call it apocalypse now

This whole rap game is my Vietnam

When I get tired of bein’ god

I’ll scorch the Earth like a Molotov

 

They all have gone

Down the brick road when I go sick mode

More syllables than Sisqo but I wrote this with my fist though

And I’m always pissed like a wicked witch homes

 

Wizard of Oz givin’ you pause my limits are gone you’re men before god this seminal song

will set us apart provin’ your farce and I will impart more words like they’re a la carte

And I’ll play the part

When these birds chirp more air quotes from their throats I call’em out like a scarecrow

They try to take flight and learn that I don’t play nice so you should take a hike before the end of daylight