Freestyle

(album: Space - 2019)

I been up since six
My luck's been stripped
I've been through a bunch of shit
Working tons of shifts
Tryna fun my shit
I can't afford lunch so I chug a fifth
I smoke so much my lungs are crisp
I got drunk and sunk my fist
Into a bunch of bricks and sprung my wrist
I'm done, I quit
You fucking kids have an opinion about me
They can suck my dick
I'm still searching for some fucks to give
I swam up to your yacht bitch and sunk your ship (woops)
See me on the street, you better duck and flip
I'm hungry bitch, you looking like cunts to lick
Fuck a noose, I tied a couple of tube socks
I wrapped it around my throat and jumped off the rooftop
I'm psycho, my mind is in the boondocks
I'm sick with it, I might need a couple of flu shots
My name is Dance, my eyes are reddish
I'm sweeter than diabetics
My soul's on E-bay and I'm fucking dying to sell it
A rhyming manace, rhyming dictionary, in my genetics
And I'm sick of every little dick that I embarrass
Define appearance, you'll find me in aisle clearance
Clearing out these last season rappers
That cannot come near this
(Come here bitch, come here, come here motherfucker)
Convince the world that I've been deadly
[?] skin with the plugs and this machete
My friends Freddy and Jason have been ready since 10:30
Ed Gein with a chainsaw
LeBron James with a dang ball
Shitstains in a dang stall
That ain't shitstains that's ripped brains and a face off
Hello hip hop, red or blue pill, pick one
Tell Cosby I can't figure out which one does the trick son
Just take both and sip some
Sit back, I'll wait for when the fucking shit's done