The Glued Crown

You're just mad I speak truth
Like drones dropping bombs
You're a twisted sick fuck
Who has no intell or com

Maybe if more had obtained it
Or If common sense was free
Then you could see clearly
& not find, how fucked youre to be

I know about your cheating, 
Her poisoning my drink & the lies
I know about their paid for, spellwork
& how much you spy, with your little eye.

I know how you lied, & told people 
That I stole from my own account
Where you were just an authorized user
Cause you had no credit or clout!

I know about the death tumeric tacos
And your silent partner plans
We all know you're really down low
Yoga position, ass up, face down with your hands

You say your oldest son feels entitled
& I say,  IF that is true
It's because you stole his childhood
So, Mother Fucker he is due!

You dont believe in spirituality
But your ass just bought a crystal 
That's just like buying bullets
But not any fuckkng pistol! 

It must be the fixadent
That glued my crown in my head
Because if I thought like you 
With no guidance, I'd surely be dead

I know High, I Q's are rare
Just look outside your cardboard box
To see different perspectives
Be Limitless without  any mind locks

female, rap