The flow boils, I'm past 108
I'm a fever causing damage to your mental state
You better stay awake, I'm an angel of d**h that was sent to take
The spotlight away from garbage radio play
Artists, musicians, rappers call 'em whatever
I devour as I endeavor piecing these tracks together
Holding my head high, I'm faded under a black umbrella
I'm still hungry and only know of this rainy weather
For better or worse, I choose to carry on
The man of demolition forever to remain strong
I'm never slipping if you're thinking different you're dead wrong
I SNAK on cats a RIPPER until I'm DEAD AND GONE
The solution is simple, more weed, more brews
k** 'em on instrumentals with thoughts from a lifted mental
I promise you don't want to be in my line of sight
Destruction is viscous, but for it I have an appetite