Forest

[Verse: Wave-E]
Uh
It's that (x4)
It's that deep fucking forest shit
In a fucking fortress
With some corpses
Riding horses
Slower than a pack of tortoises
I'm (trip) tripping out
On gorgeous porches of distorted gold
It's got me feeling more than woe
But so can [?] when I record it
I'm being chased by a pack of wolves
Just because my rap is cold
My style fucking wack and gold
Written, spittin' toxic
When I talk sick
You know I talk shit
Keep caution, options
Often, put you fuck boys in the coffin
So drop it and stop it
Flow be sicker than my vomit
It's not even an accomplishment
My confidence is higher than a comet is
My life is just astonishing
I walk in monuments
The structures breaking down
And make it rupture as I puncture
Through these others that-
Uh, try to step to me
Mentally, I'm just meant to be
A recipe to end MCs next to me
So rest in peace
It's best for me to keep this shit professionally
Don't F with me
I'm technically
The best MC you've ever seen
See me sever beats
With all of this intensity
Kill a flow so gently
This rap shit is my ecstasy
My mind clouded, surrounded by the loudest (x5)
Surrounded by the loudest
Wave-E
Real shit (x5)
Fake shit