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