Fire Retarded

Intro:

Yeah, each song, you know, is short like a stabbing, mad passionate, yo (Yo)

Verse:

The drugs ate my muscles
I got no dog, no close friends or a wife
I can talk you to (no, man) death with my thoughts that endin' my life
I been takin' selfies with ghosts, under the moon, Diana
Let's celebrate and let one's last breath be the toast
I'm drowning in this career that's kept me afloat
I'm prestigious, behead me a robes
At least I go out knowin' I was Third World cholera faucet deadly with flows (Yeah)
When you hit a certain agе, you already should know
Yo, it's not brick weed if the Reggiе is soap (Nah)
If it's a sheikh sheet, your head'll explode
Touch screen response fried, I'm AI
Percs bubble in the Grape Sprite
I can't get my days right
Created this in 28 nights
I'm fire like a vampire dragged out into the daylight
I stay high like, the gripper dope (uh) liquid K and blunt like a brisket
Dipper row (uh)
Each rap like curses bundled in, sticks and rope
My demon has a name, and it lives in the throat
My saliva well where the witches float

Outro:

Oh God, Almighty God in Heaven, the Lord of All Creation, look, the mountains of corpses of your faithful servants, why do you not respond to their prayers?

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