Bill Gates Mosquito (R.I.P. Bo$$)

I ain't never gonna fear
Their AI agenda trying to hijack the real
With some metaverse digital
Blockchain individual
Pass the time to show all who's really in control
I don't need a drink, but better know
I stay blowing that bombud, grab zippers by the four
Helps calm my mental, I can only save me
Not my job to wake up the sleep, I'm not lost
Eternally unaliving soon best break from our vices
No theory conspired they run us through our devices
War's on and cracking, you're packing, I'm packing
But overstand my gauge, your Smith and Wesson
Will not be our best protection
We must tap in and connect on a soul level
EL wants you in his hell lie is a devil
Cause who really cares if I found more grey hair and can't sleep
Know what I mean
(and that's deep)

Every now and then, I start flipping
And get to thinking about deep shit
Beyond all that bullshit
Can't trust most people
(yeah, I know what you mean)
We're mixed with the evil
Try to stay hip to every chick trying to get a grip
And every nigga trying to get a grip from grimey shit
And I say fuck that shit pointing my ether fingers
We're taught it means something crass
Unlearn find reteachings
Me, I never get tense
Some live for dollars and That makes no fucking sense
But then again
It's probably all that ganja I done smoked
I can't front, I spent like 3 nights slanging dope
In '93 on the I & 54th
Until my pockets got tapped by Lil HB
Told me take my young ass home
Never tried to be the hardest
(so why don't you soften up)
Keeda and Mu, would look confused
Seeing me in line at the Round Table club
Forever solid, rarely naive
(well, you can trust me)
How I know, (I'm just like you)
Riiiiight (DAFUQ that means)
And that's deep

Intent
Nefarious
Intentional
Nefariously intentional

All love, let click up from boogie down Bronx to ATL
Jack & H Town, Brazil
Lagos, Watts, Baldwin Hills
To Emerald & Skyline Hills
Vegas, Denver, Seattle, Samoa, Haiti, Jamaica and all the UK
This ain't no game
Be prepared to let go of intangible Items and ideas of material
That's how they'll snatch our souls
Fear and holding on
Mixed with the food, Klaus Schwab done fucked up cereal
Nearly all easy accessible food is engineered bio
I just got released from the hospital
Got bit in the dick by a Bill Gates mosquito
I guess their way of trying to leave me fucked
Trying to get that poison in us however to leave us stuck
The other day confirmation of Pfizer jab intentionally contaminated
Now are you mad enough
I need a bucket bong hit to relax me
And calm the problem in my mind, won't distract me
This life won't get on my last nerve, (yeah I hear you G)
I'll see you when we next meet, Peace