SPACE

Rap decisions always based on my current positions
Bitches say musician, I just fish to find some deep expressions
Spittin' so hard on the track, I be losin' teeth like Ye
I know everything, Dot K
Findin' Nardwuar's house like hey

Workin on my flow, bro
It be kinda slow, though
Cannot keep up with my words with how the synonyms be stray
Fuck a Fantano, man, I'mma take over the game
Fuck a Fantano, man

None of you know what is comin' in the future, but
You know y'all like Colgate, minty clean, I be yellow teeth putrid
Lofi bliss, Neurofunk, mystical sitar, man
The last thing I find hard is makin' horrifyin' bars
You don't know how little competition there will be to see
Spittin' while I'm kippin', I be killin' even in my sleep
Fuck pathеtic fallacy, I control the rain and sea
Space hеlmet on cus without it, my raps, they cannot breathe

With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off
With the Glock sawn off