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Who's next on my agenda? I'm the mind bender. Return that pussy back to sender , no postage. Fat ass cream pie hoe she's a Hostess, I'm riding rollercoasters, Six Flags why You looking mad good thing I brought a Glad trash bag for yeah, i crash the fuck out, shut your motherfucking mouth, Noof Gang, click nickel,,!!!, higher than a pole vault I dismount, smoke a bowl and eat that pussy out.

​you can call me Count Dracula, rap spectacular, working Mac-a-frama-lama. Shout X-Raided out the slammer I'm Florida's most hated even better why I celebrate it. Every day is my birthday when I'm gripping the mic. Excitebike, 12 o'clock boys, ride or die. Check the time; I've always wondered why I'm right all the time you can drop a dime but you can't tackle the divine. Maybe it's because I'm rugged tribe of Levi, grab the dough out the freezer, chilling we Staying up all night she didn't wanna do it then she hit it twice. Flying kites, intercept the message from the top tier. Called the crew told them bring the gear. I'm unloading, inter-scoping, deep breast, stroking. 420 smoking since a kid on some real shit ain't no bullshit prescription weed is marketa me strain

I grew up smoking chronic bong rip to the brain.

​bitch made nickels stay in your lane, with your basic ass Haha, they all look the same. Hall of Fame, grab the reins. Thunder, lightning, rain for forty days and forty nights. I'm Knight in Shining Armor. Arm & Hammer, cook the powder. I don't snort coke but I'll smoke a couple hits on crack so cook it back. they call me Cookie Monster about to have a heart attack. Keep the crew cohesive and intact and on a rack. No looking back, we pave the way Set the bars before I fall. Yeah, GOD blessed it, and I confessed it. I'm the god of the underground rap metrics—YEah!!! .

Shout out to Keith and all the Brooklyn peeps inspiring me