From the land of magicians 'n' pharoahs I envisioned the day foes-
Fall before my feet like I told them bitches to lay low
Leave stitches on fake hoes who start missions of hate codes
To decrease our numbers drastically like rookies who gambles
I'm dishin out flame bolts on bridges on Lake Road(place near me)
To finish these damn fo'ls(fools) who petition for payrolls
As this edition of pain grows my mind just can't hold
-Out when it feels like every of my brain partitions were scrambled
What do they got to live on? Fins of fishes?~bread?~toast?
People like these dream at nights wishin it would rain gold
Those who havent figured this rhyme's purpose just listen and stay calm
This is dedicated to financial strugglers or those ever evicted from their home


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