Within the depths of my mind it creeps
Oh so deep
I never sleep
For days on end I'd weep
Layered up in these sheets
Contemplating whether or not to lay my soul out on these beats
Fleets on Fleets of enemies sent to dispel me
Quite stinky like a tray of shell fish (shell feeeesh)
Quite smelly like shady's belly
I might hit it wit petroleum jelly
All up on my dick
Can't jump to conclusions oh so quick
Ive opened up to much
My brain is closing sh**
The doors of truth were opened
But I won't admit it
Listen to Aubrey
And get the f** out of my business
I never meant to spit this is ill sh**
With trill grit
Likewise your rhymes are
Uneccesary like some dill chips
Flick sk** tits lay underneath mountains of dollar bills
Colon chills
On them mole hills
I'm more than filled
With lyrics priceless
Appraised to tune's grillz
I spoon filled and spoon fed these lies into the goons head