w/e nigga i'm done wiv the flow, couldn't think of nothin fuck it its trash

So mad wit structure U wish 2 b next 2 Louis Vuittion
Apocalyptically rip U wit text from the holy koran
You need god look at your heart use the word as a reference
Penetrate your energy from demons I suggest I rid of your presence
You hot? U had better stop with the phoney confessions
When your spit corney enough to you in my holy possession
I accumilate more 'tight lines' than porno shops so I'm takin this win
People so close together they cuttin just to see who fuckin U again