KING OF NYC FREESTYLE. THANK ME NOW

[Verse 1]
Funny it’s planes the reason why I feel myself
Apocalyptic so you- I never felt
No Catholic but I always do Chef
Fall asleep in memories till the pain deaf
Wonder bout the greater truths that I could never see
As a kid seein better than the letter B
Relaxin the facts in, Sharin my soul wit no Clappin
Sayin nothin is how I spit Magic
Forgivin myself for doubts all shameful
Only I could save myself from feelings so painfull
My confidence is very far from a mask
Your intuition is a truth that I would never ask
The shit I say is real and only for me
If I’m so pussy go an Po’ ‘me
Everything I do is brighter than a white veil
Lighter than the truth all barkin, all nail
Me so go and crucify me
I’m coughing up a lung so go and fuccin find me
I could never care bout fake shit it’s all regular
I pop one bottle and they say I’m all Secular
I could never eat shit food I’m not a settler
I throw the earth in a casket and count bars Cellular
I’m pinker than your future, oh was it V
If you a drinker why you always tryna be pee
I have Many C’s like Oceans Over..See?
Baptizing you wit Zs have yah on a beat
Cut out my creation, grab a new Pencil
Cause I am sharper than your Utensil
My pain is so deep so don’t ever fuccin scream
I’d rather be a virgin than fucc hoes, what a scheme
Kissing and lickin..rusty pipes
Merry Christmas all your bars are alright
Holdin my dick so let me play basketball
Go and push me but know the flow mazel tov
Inventing a new word, Drakel spinnin uuu
The meaning of gay prove my dicc invented you
Open my chapters yea it make no sense
Why speak when a pussy make mo sense
Yeah I’m no Ho’Oh but still legendary
Bubblegum pop yah favorite rapper is a Tooth Fairy
Lie to my Ears cause I only hate Fear
My favorite Song all the Dice in my Rear
Cause Snakes Lower than a seed planted in dirt
Knew I was a God when I landed on Earth
Y’all surprised I Need Xans by 5AM
I’m the man bacc colder than a 6 prayin’
The Sun shinin like Solomon was 7
So go and Holla man..a Mac no Devin
Crazy as fucc when you rap and feel like yo Mom there
Past ten fuccin a girl you call friend
The dream is dead so I should’ve never read
My bars reincarnate what you should’ve bled