Sick generically enough to say, "walk-it-off", to people wit cancer/
Put "puppet~strings" on your "inner~organs", make you a real "belly~dancer"//
My rhymes like storing currency, after your shit, I come wit a "fine~answer"/(financer)
I'm damaging your front-"deer"(frontier), while I got the red light on Prancer//(Santa's a little late this year kids...)
Call me a lyrical "cereal" killer, untraced as I slip toxins in ya "corn flakes"/
Expose "trip " like a dirty German video, virgin anal forced rape//(Bloody mess...ew)
Concave~ya~vertibrate vertically till it's literally "bent~backwards"/
The heat I leave, cause third-"degrees" more than 3-combined "protractors"//
Spit wit ballistic masochistic sadistic battle statistics/
The gravity and velocity in which my shit drops is testin laws of physics//
I'll leave ya anatomy naked, lyrics burn away the layers of flesh/
Your rhymes "played out" on my browser, i'm strait-up pressin "REFRESH"//
Envision~the~visions I've been gifted with a vocabulary, list as a visionary/
I'm "defining" illness like RapVerse itself, yet your left needin' a "dictionary"//

OOOOOOO IAM DAT ILL BITCH

L.T. get's snapped quickly, vertibrate~to~leg, badman on his knee to beg/
While drastic making him "come out" early in his Rv career like this was a "bootleg"//
Your weak "delivery" get's a sickly licked stamp as I lyrically "return~to~sender"/