Demon Time/Random

Bust a pack inside the whipski, shit is legal but it's risky
Smoking diesel sitting in a Regal theater with a spliffy
It proceeds to be a chimney, feeling evil looking spiffy
Eating meals that look so meek that Beanie Sigel would'a dissed me agh
I'm coughing up producer ashes and some mucus spazzing
But fuck I made the beat first and then I spew molasses
You pay me a hundred thousand dollars for it you could have it
It's getting hairier than two mustaches on Huey Jackman
Psvcho, I mean VHS Tape
I don't wear Nike often, 'cause I'm tryn'a get my check straight
You doing too much talking, you could try holding your breath eh
I couldn't pick a coffin, you could die multiple dead ways
You racist, homophobic, scrutinize, hoping there's less gays
You prolly jotting down some suicide notes on your best day
Burn my brain now I'm on the road, set shit on fire when I'm all alone
This just my place that I call a home and I never could leave these walls alone
How the fuck could she leave me all alone?
How the fuck could she lead on the wrong
Right path, it's a late night pass to the great white rapture who raps over car alarms

Me I been known to go slaughter but now I just had me a daughter
So far there ain't nothing I taught her, I'm praying I be a good father
I pray I get rid of my demons, pray God get rid of my sneezes
I'm sick of these fucking diseases, I'm sick of the fuckin' officious
I had to go get a vaccine, was sicker than covid when I was 19
Was popping the erks and the beans, oh jeez
I coulda OD'd and never been seen
Jees lowees, the legal fees and evil deeds
Crazy dot dot Cee-Lo Green but he see no green 'cause he breathing trees
Exhaling stress so easily, was passing the fire from me to me
Gettin in trouble at CCD, up in church headphones playing Eazy E
I'm a delinquent on demon time, there's nothing a preacher could preach to me
I guess they were calling it Sunday school
I ain't had no friends I would keep to me
Cause the more that I pray to the lord up above
The more I would see him deceiving me
I ain't dissing religion but half of the wars in the World would be gone
If it ceased to be
Fuck all these rappers ain't better then me
Throw on some glasses, I'm looking for money
It's prolly right there where I said it would be
You better get three, you better get four, ya better get V, ya better get mo
Ya better get cheese and better degrees, repetitive Gs, repetitive dough
Repetitive-petitive-petitive-petitive, evidently I was taking them sedatives
Eventually I went skidded off, gave her that "Ooh" she bit it off
Ow! Fuck! Get it off! Crazy as fuck just get involved
Gimme a mill you a penny off, got me walking around with a flemmy cough
She spitting that fire! We hit hit off and the clubs start hitting like mini-golf
We did a thing at the mini-mall and then lost my face at the rent-a-hall
Ya grandma is going through menopause, like fuck all the molly, get Vivitrol
I'm selling the holly, I deck the halls, and spreading good cheer out to Mrs. Clause

I don't even know what the fuck
Going on about some bullshit