Mind of a Lyricist (feat. A.I)

I spark spliffs and dip to trips farther than where fillery is
Slip fake poisonous figs for fake horses and dig
Fit bit widget fixed for faster frantic fascist pigs
Whip it faster than these feelings bitch

Crazy manic panic psychopathic faggots pushed down till they've had it
Or attention seeking craving thrill got a hole make more to fill
Still kill bill to heal and shield from hoes that yield mark with a X on the

Bomb big titty breast the best fest on her chest and she
Hit it less confess crest zest leave yo bitch a mess yes I digress
To the endless
Zone chrome whip I zowe towe the weed blow

Flow so fucking fucking amazing
Blazing bastared children feeling high
Said bye to the past life
I might

Blast fat caps in the ass of mad dads and kill fads

Be fast sanic dash into a frantic crash
Smoke grass tote bags from zumiez with skater toolies

She do me the groupies they sue me im shooing bitches on stage that dont show me boobies
We moving and grooving with the gang and we cooling

Yall boys is goofy so I avoid you in the void too
The annoyed few are the bored dudes
And ignored prudes that tell you to move

Welcome to the tape
Play forty times without delay
Contort all sorts of dismay sent my way
Lurk for the ones who flirt and play until we hurt
Say it twice because im sure

Youre bored of our lyric galore mind sore from my lore you know I come for more

Together we'll better the droopy gloomy weather
Whether if we tether these bonds we still lonely dreaders
Said to her that I set the font for the headers
So you better bust it wide Its tight as fuckin leather
Never try to compensate with pros always casting hate
Just sit debate on common respect for goodness sake

I might go fuckin crazy lazy how im blazing mazing how im creating stating ill be the best
Chest hold the S in-crest the mess of life into my rhymes
Grind through the pain motivation thats the name
Intoxication not the same
Gonna be one of the greats hate pilled on my name fake ones arent the game
Legendary ill be
Push me down but you'll see
Im never stopping so go and start mobbing
Ill lyrically dominate mirically procrastinate
Floss like the boss sauce drip from the faucet
Rhymes slip from my lips smooth as I grind feeling it
This the mind of a
Mind of a lyricist