Iconic!

Violating all I'm a problem child Full of Tylenol I've been violent and volatile Defying every obstacle Fitting to be the assailant Unveiling a major arsenal Your chances of a survival are nominal Against this indomitable rival Writing this unconscionable libel Sitting and spit fire like a rifle I'm abominable spiteful The bars I'm bombing them are rightful Can't keep calm and I might pull A fire arm on a tiger I'm just a rioting fighter I'm too juvenile But unsuitable for youth Wear the usual spacesuit To a funeral Uncouth indisputable Too rude and immutable A solution brewed in a crucible A muse and a mutant Fused in aluminum A gruesome Rasputin Been confusing the humans I'm I'm becoming iconic With these pills in my hand I'm becoming iconic And I don't give a damn I'm becoming iconic You got ice but no fans Iconic! Iconic! Iconic! I'm back in demand Aim for the moon and overshot it Never wrong, I'm hyperbolic Dropping bombs, they go atomic Split the sky, I'm hypersonic I want it! I want it! I want it! I think I'm becoming Iconic! Iconic! Iconic! I like to talk shit It must be the Imodium In my mind I'm at the podium So inappropriate when I'm dosing On copious opiates Hoping it's the dopamine floating When I'm doping and coping With the vacuum Behold I'm holding On the back of a Gold Wing Groping like a dope fiend So I'm probing the coating From the bottle Like exposing a fossil Quoting the opium Like it's gospel I'm eroding and loathing Lost, well The whole thing Comes unfolding Is it my clothing No I'm molting I'm just revolting On this codeine There's no decoding Cause I'm I'm becoming iconic With these pills in my hand I'm becoming iconic And I don't give a damn I'm becoming iconic You got ice but no fans Iconic! Iconic! Iconic! I'm back in demand Aim for the moon and overshot it Never wrong, I'm hyperbolic Dropping bombs, they go atomic Split the sky, I'm hypersonic I want it! I want it! I want it! I think I'm becoming Iconic! Iconic! Iconic! Got an alien brain in my cranium I'm in a feud with the humans You all are proving the fuming I'm doin' doomed to end in Your funeral This business is vicious It gets suspicious as usual I swish clean and you (Mist) missed Like Listerine and Albuterol I'm pushing the pen I got a room to offend With the plume and the Neumann I assume a pseudonym You can't fault what I'm stewing Cause I'm salty and brewed in You all knew what I threw in This is business acumen! I oughta just give them a limerick I'm too quick to mimic And then the plot thickens I'm sick of the chickens Who cannot even listen Even when I'm visited By the Ghost of Pac Christopher Wallace, and Bach It's Charles Dickens Give them the Lyricism Get the gear shifting And steer into the collision This pantomime is typical This pen of mine with the written, I Hit them in the viscera I'll diet them With the vitamins and minerals And a little bit of literal Essentially original I've been twisting the Occipital Like I am mentally pivotal I'm hitting and sniffing On bits of Fentanyl, I'll Fill them all at the bar, you all have Watered down the alcohol The Demerol I did them all And blame it on the Ethanol I'm getting to be pretty teed If I leave it'll be me out of reach I'm ascending to the ceiling And I'm sipping Darjeeling I'm dealing in ephemeral And feeling on the feminine Been seeing you all as turtles While I keep it at a Benjamin I'm leaping over hurdles But I heard you got to sit a min I'm wasted get a girdle With a ton of guts to fit them in Cause I challenge them to spit it With a mouth full of cinnamon When trending equals talent then I get the talons out again! I'm flipping the bird And giving it the avian sentiment Out of your world I might've been an alien experiment Out of orbit I might have mint A little bit of peppermint You're killing me fuckabee It's evident I'm sucker free And gonna limbo with a guillotine Feeling the agility And plan into infinity I'm not a man, I'm a deity