Whos this man they call goody just a ginger from the burbs not a rapper gangsta artist just a killer with the words. When he goes to see the herbalist, turns into a verbalist, a lyricist that’s dangerous with innuendos entendris, eyes are Blue bloodshot in his retinas, you In the the scope of his pen, face covered in his reticals, won’t need 911 u dead no need for any medical, shooting from the hip he’s quick flowing from his lips he’s slick he’ll get you wet give the tip the dick as soon as he starts to spit he’ll clean your clock and lick his lips starts to grin won’t know where you are now you’re his bitch better bow fool you are in his world now let’s begin what’s he up to? Toastin-know he means business you know he’s got the biscuit. Doesn’t bring knives to gun fights killers say he shows up whistlin. Roasting-your tongue gets a little loose and you talk a little shit, blade is sharp he’ll sync your ship hot knife thru butter, Ginger WHIT. Ghostin-sounds excessively aggressive and a little bit too violent, truth he’s capable of wildin but dont have the appetite ferit. Physical or verbal it dont matter he dont give a shit punch your ticket from the shadow never even know it’s him.
Coasting-if he gets the urge to be a ghost, hell likely start out at the coast that’s windows down music up smell the salt and hear the ocean.
Smokin-usually puffiin somethin but know it ain’t cigarettes. Clouds thick he’s getting spun and doesn’t know what happens next he’s got that grin he’s ready to fuck or fight or major flex.
Jokin-don’t take himself to serious some will laugh some but be pissed. Either way don’t care aint there to impress won’t sub to your onlyfans doesn’t want your dumb content….Says porn is free and there’s a line of willing hoes to be gingerbread.
Flowin-loves the water being near the rivers lakes and oceans, call him the current way he pulls you right into the motion. Flow steady doesn’t take breath or rest he keeps it going. Watch out tho there’s side effects if you can’t keep up at the speed he’s rolling.
Blowin- runs you over he’s not lookin back at the speed bump you became, dont wanna know your story see your face or learn your name, you won’t be remembered insignificant in his time, just like a bloody mosquito you sucked and then you died.
Goin-was this really even a song or just a bunch of words that rhyme description of this guy monster of his time all the bad comes with that name all the good. he’ll pull the trigger air your block out see your girl lay down the wood. Careful with the hate or how u throw the shade. He’s got a hell of a shadow, killshots diss tracks for days. Texas out to Florida across the ocean to Hawaii, Australia, Europe, Asia so many places you can find him . better Keep an eye out look over your shoulder and stay frosty anywhere anytime he’ll pop up with the sauce G he’ll Pour it eat you shit you out. Then get a drink he’s thirsty truth is u dont matter to him it’s just Thursday.
NeuronMystical
