TEENAGE FRANKEN$TEIN

[Intro: Yung P$yche & (Komato$e)]
(Uhhhhhh
Oof)
Just honey drippin' down a biscuit
(Drip)

[Verse 1: Komato$e]
Chik-POW!
Kickback of a shotgun
Rhyme force shockwaves down the coast and block, bruh
Some call me Mr. Trill Clinton version 1
'Cause I spit and shit all off of the top, son
Top Gun mechanics, fairytale ending
Never halt like Walt, I'm thinkin' more grim
Give this new verse a spin
And anybody versatile would find trouble again

[Hook: Komato$e]
*humming*

[Verse 2: Komato$e]
Kill a written or a rapper or a singer or a person
Lookin' at me wrongly, you end up in multiple hearses
They said "you don't look like you could rap magic"
Poured a double cup and said "lemme take a crack at it"
It's that black magic comin' out of the blue
That sticky, gum-coated rhyme from under shoe
So grimy you have to ask if a poet wrote it
So goes it, time to traverse and denote it

[Hook]