Doomsday

[Verse 1] I'm a fucking floating poltergeist Puling hoes and dykes because they prolly thought my flow was nice Hanging 'round the pussy like I'm going toe to toe with mice Got me rolling eyes to skies while niggas rolling dice Something like a fire breathing arsonist Or a sniper in the woods practicing his marksmanship If I go broke I'm on some shoot up your apartment shit Robbing niggas, especially if this parka fits If I get rich? I'mma go hit Vegas Bumping 36 Chambers under the moons phases Sipping with the women til they go get faded Have them bitches rolling spliffs with my moleskine pages Outside of the box like zombies, Head full of dreads like Samedi Running this Jumanji Watch me. Not to be cocky But I'mma be the flyest motherfucker blowing up, Kamikaze [Verse 2] Wolverine Charles Xavier overloading Jean Grey with the Phoenix as she composes dreams Weapon X infected telepathy, still controlling teams 'Turns out that I'm more broken than my composure seems It took me 5 heartbreaks, to figure out what closure means Now I'm giving bitches a full cup of Folgers cream Hard knock life; No sugar cookies and Ovaltine Nasty like shitty drawls in holy jeans Snapping like a rat trap; cheese, you couldn't have that I dig in that pussy, that Joe's Crab Shack, scratch that I swear I be ducking these hoes, Aflack. Man I'm such an asscrack Bitch they call me Johnny; Where's the cash at? Pass that Baseball mitts, killing pussies like hard dick My dick and balls sit underneath where your broad sits Plus I'm dropping hits. It's Grayscale Family Until "DOOMSDAY" or the fucking zombie apocalypse