Talkin to Myself

[Verse 1] Time is of the essence as I'm countin' down the minutes til I'm off Of work to jerkoff all my feelings on a broad's dessert Perverse thoughts per verse would stir moms or worse I don't wanna know why Kurt preferred coffins I'm coughin', gimme some percs, my nerves throbbin' Unconsciously goin' berserk, I'm curb stompin' The pompous who palm the earth like Earv' Johnson Rompin' with the raunch of Dirt McGirt's conscience Word for word monster, fuck Merriam-Webster Interior's free, my exterior's extra Men feelin' the heat, my speech: Syria's desert One serious threat to imperious fleas [Verse 2] Y'all talkin' Ricki Lake, I'm talkin' WikiLeaks I'm tryna fricassee but y'all wantin' Mickey D's Mickey Mouse out here shuttin' down the city streets "Cover up" baby, he's tryna get the hickeys out Minnie's bout 6 inches out of her skinny jeans In turn, my six incher boutta go the Biggie Route Hands on her ass and my mouth on her titty meat Now I'm finna learn what this club rat's kitty's bout Bruh that's Orlando's culture Walkin' through the valley of the land of vultures With a band of culprits and a can of worms They so damn concerned about my plans to earn, sayin' "The man's an ulcer to the youth" Truth is I'm a ruthless Cupid, music Rubik's cube, lucid doofus Don't do this, kids are learnin' These bitches sound stupid, they kitchen burnin' Screamin' "Pussy, Money Weed" and they never seen Zeitgeist I'm sleep tho, night guys Tryna find me some DMT so I can see men free From the mirage of a trife life SKUURRR The public be damned, they don't give a fuck if we stand or fall at all They just wanna jam, so write me some hits, shut the fuck up, and light me a spliff I'm out for the money, nothin' can stop me Up on that brown like I'm fuckin' with Foxy But I'm a prophet, younger Selassie Convince a kingdom to run with the posse Visions of martyrdom mixed in with visions of stardom Are startin' to get him attention, Anonymous prolly gon' get him a drink Then some ominous topics'll get to begin It's the Dennis the Menace to ministers Senates, and anything else that is sinister, get it? Many can sense that I'm in it to end this Offensive attempt to diminish my credit 'Cuz I'm not a sheep, look at my feet Look at my hands, look at my teeth Soon as the moon resumes its shine It's time to dine, don't look as I feast [*Let's Start a Riot- 3 6 Mafia cuts in*]