Rimeskeme - TheReturn lyrics

[Verse 1: Rimeskeme] Rime Mister irrelevant Joke so irreverent Either I'm hell bent or I'm haven sent Money well spent on some delicates Rap for the hell of it Can't f** with the flow like it's celibate I'm higher than Everest Must I remind you the devil's wish Six, six, six Sick, sick, sick When I spit this sh** Wish you well on your endeavors You interesting like never I'm interested in weather Cause I wanna know when I can rain on your parade You hardly speak like a charade The words I speak should get me laid And get me paid Get me everything I need p**y, money, weed My three vices