Come Winter

Verse 1:
Come winter, that’s when we knead the dough most
No joke, Eyes sloped like a Slowpoke
Stay away from fake friends who only blow smoke
My nose knows no limit when I go Hulk

Smash, baby, act crazy and I’ll tap into the source kid
Pat Swayze, dancing on your corpse trick
Foil tucked, royal flush and I’m all in
Spazzing on the record and I’m carrying the torch lit

Sitting on my porch bitch
Rolling up a baseball bat that’s a lords spliff
Talk slick like a New York pit, spoonful of Poupon and a few chalk tips

Whether or not I’m crazy, is not in the conversion
In heaven or lost in Hades? I take it upon my patience
To sleep in the bed that I’vе made, duality minds like Venom and Eddiе
But operating on a singular plane, listen and gauge

Verse 2:
Approach the beats like I’m Jack the Ripper
Yeah I’m hollowed out inside, that’s why you’ll find that I’m lacking filler
I roll the weed up, put my feet up, yeah I really need ta
Jack these classic rhythms to be as Mac as Miller

I’m fat vanilla til this rapping help me stack a mil’ up
I need a meal stat, you feel that? And gas to fill up
My Hyundai, I’m high Monday
I bite like Tyson but I fight like Mundine, I’m that classic hitter

Assassin killer activated off a pack of rizlas
A splash of Guinness on the pavement for my caterpillars
Who dead their old selfs, to let their soul swell
You better grow well, and tell your own tale to all the manic billions

I’m back up in it, you can do it put your back into it
I crack the ceiling, when I’m lucid on the map I’m iller
Always listen to the new, but circle back to Dilla
I’m on the field deadly legs, like Aston Villa