The Starry Night

It's over for y 'all older ****

Rabbit out the hat had to show y 'all ****

Got unthinkable, indescribable, undeniable

How to eat the legs, watch what you put inside of you

I'm feeling different,more matured!

The world is yours, reading on the blimp

Y 'all **** since, when that slave shit died for change and whips

Sugar pots picking cotton, look how quickly forgotten

I got control, the very option that I plot

It was written in supreme wisdom documents, I strive for opulence

Good living chandeliers on my ceiling, just glistening, reminiscing. On how I got hit through repetition, this shit is different

I paint the pictures like Van Gogh, six feet under, this is where your man can go

The records bleeding through the samples

Well I'm just pulling strings. It's like the banjo

You're being an asshole. Broomsticks up your asshole

I'm the best ever

You have to know, not this, no, shut the shit up

I'm that clever, bullet holes through your fashion sweater

Doctors trying to stitch the fabric together

I won't rap if it's no cheddar, and the stage better have a setup

I feel like 'Pac, bitch keep your head up

Hey Big Ghost, wake the dead up

And nobody deserve to sleep more than me

Dick up in the ovaries. Ankhlejohn setting off car alarms with atomic bombs

I walk the ends line with open arms

I walk in water like the new is Jesus

You in the bleachers, trans dressing with women features

That's not accepted. I'm off the top, rhymes get perfected

You really don't exist like the catfish

Your mom should have took contraceptives

And maybe you'll feel more accepted

If you get ahead for presents