WHIPPED CREAM

It was a time back when I didn't even know sex
It was just a jazz vibration in a little bit of less wet
When I known that, like a gunshot could dick it on my dick
Like a liquid, like a split

I'm in a bottle and a whipped cream thinking I'm soft
See you past my alternate reality
How did I create that by myself
How's that wisdom passing smart? I'm sharp

There's a swarm that I keep up on my bra
In my womb, so I know I can take it out at any time
Just to cut you, if you fuck with me
Might just get a cut right through

Get a weight down, get a right for the gram now
Cause I'm having with the angels, it's more grams right now
But, yeah, how's that sound man
Little ghetto by a lelelelelelele

Little ghetto lele by a lelelelelele
Think I'm not the best to buy a lelelelelele
You think I'm fucking nothing, I'm a lot of nothing
A lot of fucking something, not a fucking little nothing

Made a fucking lot of something, not a lot of nothing
How you still gonna fuck with me like you fucking husband
Lalalalalalalalalalalala
Fuck your monogamy, hypergamy, balagamy

Whatever your religious demons
Nah, you can't fuck with her or me
Or any of my blumping pumpkins
My old ladies, my new ladies

Will I matter anybody in my world or my future
And you still think pushing your rod in it is for her future
Go check yourself in that fucking mirror
And if you think you look like a godly

Go check yourself for the devil
That's a godly, what the hell though
Yeah, they got a bottom bunk just for you forever though
Swear to god your soulmate might just be your own

Fucking dark now, da da da da da da
Fucking dark side, fucking same one
That said he would sell his soul for a single flow
Think you already know where this is going

The Uzi virus sold his soul for the fucking metaverse
Nah, for the fucking clout
Yeah, said it first but
I'ma expose everybody in this fucking game

See, all they flexing is the bullets
But these the same words to flow on
Really, this ain't a game with metaphorical telephone
Nah, trying to get it right, yeah

Like a little rastal lying on the other side, what
But, I'm a holy man
Like I came for her face
And now you think she's fucking with any thugs

I don't see any other but my own fucking left hand
My own clean jewelry hanging from my right hand
I mean my neck, man
Yeah, it's like it back when we were just young children

Unadventurous, always not caught up
But what will we see
Rather holy, yeah
Like we holding on to the things we see

Adam and Eve story, yeah
That's the longest story for another time, another mime
TNT, I'm trying to shine, I'm trying to fucking be so hot
Like a geometry

Geometric patterns in my fucking mind
Fractal signs, yeah
Hold it up if you know Illuminati
Yeah, Numunaki, they shit controlling it

Swear to God, my phone could die at any moment but
While I'm here trying to risk it, yeah
If you seeing the vision of me
I'm here with rain falling

Somehow it might be the sweat
Cause in the blood, sweat and tears of me
I just see me holding here
In the cage after he's so bloody

I'm gone, it just takes another heartbeat
And I swear he'll wake up, he ain't gone
So I ain't no murderer
All I kill are these murderous tracks

And these lyrics, I know you feel that
But what you thinking
Yeah, I need to hear that
Even if it ain't no English, let it out, yeah

For what she's about
Cause there was a time when she would
Give respect, I guess, for more than a bus pass
Fucking brother

This ain't one that cleared all that for another summer
I'm just trying to eat this
It's the only way that I can feed myself
Past the depression

So I'm clean, so I'm worthy
But I'm picking up the things that kill me
Before, yeah
Swear to God

Elohim woke me up the other day
He said, with an unquotable message
Never act a fool, guess you can act two
Cause this hip-hop euphemism isn't even a new religion

This is our new religion, yeah
This is the new religion, yeah
And you think they agnostic
They just don't know what they're hoping

Yeah, this our new religion
It's what every other word
It's like every other moment
We've been back in past times

Like it's in the past time
Watching you on the sidelines
With the broken wrist
We talking game, yeah

It's all the same, yeah
The same ones
Do it so that you can
Stand with you side by side

And talk about real life
And not all the painful sides
And the games they're playing
In the, in the, in the field, right

But those are just some games, right
So sports on top, right
Cause I'm still trying to
Seek out what I see in my dreams

Like the home runs and the focus side of me
That's more relevant than the
Yeah, at the time where I shot a thing
It's just a future sight

I'm really not that blind
I got a cushion for my mind
In the law, they are blind
They ain't ever gonna see my eyes

Or they might go blind
But their parasite is their kind
They think pepper spray is their defense
Nah, but they go through it first

So they can feel his pain, yeah