OLYMPIAN

[Verse]
Cat, huh
Cream is purring on my lap, huh
I'm feeling like I kinda had ice sippin' on the droid, feelin' coy
Fishin' for the logic 'hind the seldom-wilted trikey-toys
Back on the motherfuckin' track, with the teary eyed
Hoe who is waiting for my slack
All of the jesters, PH testers acid in this fuckin' lab
I'm like a mad scientist who's suckin' tits while he holds his, cock
Co-co-cock-cock it back for the phantoms who want all my had
Pile of the gold that's shootin' right out of my ass
Rocket jump up above them, I'm flying like I am pan
Peter defeat her I'm seeker, I'll tweak her, I'm fuckin' the world Antarctica land

Cold as ice, cold as ice, I'm walking backwards throw the dice
Dye is cast, name that seal tie it down and break it thrice
Thirty three times and I miss the parot-bite
She repeats what I say and I know she wants it
I know it I'm not what they are like
Like me, like me, I'm on a handed-spree, psyche
Scuttle the ship and then geronimo to the ring now get ready to fight me
I'm on a task for her evil I'm lighting the ring an olympical Nike
Just do it go through it and die you motherfucker bottle it up primadonna a hype beast

Laughin' on the motherfuckin, laughin' on the
Pile gold, I got midas hoes, I'm not right it shows, circa tight the ripe
Wrap it around you neck and let ya hang ya noose
I can't bet it up for the bison woes
I'm metis, I'm waitin', I'm fated to take it back to the church
Burn it down to the dirt ground
Summon the cattle and lead them like sheep to the hell fire
That they dunce learned to surround
Pile gold, I got midas hoes, I'm not right it shows, circa tight the ripe
Wrap it around you neck and let ya hang ya noose
I can't bet it up for the bison woes
I'm metis, I'm waitin', I'm fated to take it back to the church
Burn it down to the dirt ground
Summon the cattle and lead them like sheep to the hell fire
That they dunce learned to surround
Learned to surround
Yuh, Scriptz

Back on the motherfuckin' track, with the teary eyed
Hoe who is waiting for my slack
All of the jesters, PH testers acid in this fuckin' lab
I'm like a mad scientist who's suckin' tits while he holds his, cock
Like me, like me, I'm on a handed-spree, psyche
Scuttle the ship and then geronimo to the ring now get ready to fight me
I'm on a task for her evil I'm lighting the ring an olympical Nike
Just do it go through it and die you motherfucker bottle it up primadonna a hype beast