i don't support lady liberties vision
or th communities neighbor hood gardens
because what you think is powder puff pink
it's stink like clans two day old hangings before found

I sit on the ground and make now sound and watch
ducks and segals come from all around shiting mounds
of dunghill pleasure treasures are burried under
cold ice emotions drink on a killing potion
for cleveland to be layed desolate

i measured it the cuffin that holds everything you been
told you ain't bold if i was alive back in the day i would have
slayed your christ wit his own knife and hung him upside down
from a tree of life my self now thats bold

i showed you i honestly don't like any fucking christians i can't stand muslims i hate jews but the rules and the news is
for you to sort out now what's happening wit the mail box stall out
trying to stand me up what the fuck this ain't god

he told me something different about the devils tactics and
this city i gave it to my brother here you can have it it's
about to be tragic what happens fuck all that rapping and stuff
i really had enough of this bait and wait shit now fuck wit it

and watch you burn in spit fuck a commet and shit you stole going 2 burn and scron yo own soul as i roll on the ground laughing
fuck