This shit is motherfuckin' mint
Call it pennyroyal, never spoil
Keep it at steady boil, without any oil
It's electric like a tesla coil, I tend to toil [?]
Protein, eating plenty pollo
Been in a petty envy frenzy
Many friendlies just pretend they're loyal
Words are weapons, and my pen recoils
I spring into action, wanna be rappin'
And than be troopers beg for less turmoil
Down in the sunken trench
Filled with the funky stench
Fabricating rhythms as clunky as my monkey wrench
My tongue is [?] trenched
But the coffee doesn't quench my thirst
Oh well, I still got words to tell
It appears that i was nursed with a curse from Hell
That's why I'm anagrammin' trying to reverse the spell
Deepest Bluest like LL, stuck in my snail shell
Yet I rock well when I'm being watched in the hostel
I'm not a hostile [?] with the Spas-12
Auto rappers think they're El Chapo, but they work at Del Taco
And I'm sick of you fake tortured souls
Go make some money off the act, play supporting roles
Girls are trippin' they some [?]
Thinkin' that the kid is only spittin' black, as if he ate some Oreos
People try to tamper with the way the story goes
But we need less bullshitters and more oracles
Before we close, lemme ask you somethin'
Will you remain who you are when this cash comin'?