When the Fat Lady Sings

Lately I'm terrorizing fat bitches
Average play to pass visions
Pass it 'til it's over
So I craft witness
Silly bunnies from a past life
Pack a couple punches to the brain
I spit the crack pipe
The plaque in my teeth only half nice
The ego on a killing spree to please a couple flesh light
Puff a dad what a mad mind
He running to the bullies
Cause the voices tryna pack light
So I made the pack real life
Knife like meal
Price of peace an acid peak or steamed icе
Casualties for the beehive
Rappеr fees not for benign
C4 for the PI's
Before portal time
Sort the lines
But then I'm jumping off it
Noah's ark a bit nostalgic
Froze some photos for profit
They think they saw something
Prolly off it though
Just a snot nose addict with some poppy holes
Attached to the sloppy dome

I guess a bitch could say I been attracted to the nonsense
Plastic problematic
Keep the patterns passive
And the master crafting
Maddest hat in my faction
Always awkwardly spazzing
Over fat ass eight oh eights like I'm slaughtering krakens
A part of me laughing
All the captions adding up
Fattest lungs
Had to bus
So I left the pack to pack it up
Smacking them on the back end then I wrap it up
Loony tunes to express why I had to run
Disappear like I'm Dracula
But shit that's all folks