No Picketing

(I think the most important thing the devil can do is to sell fat, fat to coordinate the ?? law so pleasurably evened out.) I'm clipping these pickets off this shit is all outdated I'm cult like children shows and God loving all the ?? I'll scalp a judges wig off and braid it Most of these new cults is Kids Incorporated Fuck drawing pagan stars I brought the Anchorage I'm off in space with black clothes as aprons Selling sauce to [??bass hits??] I got vaults of greatness They busy throwing salt for Satan I flow dirty like waterlog coffin drainage Sniff pills, cough and drain drip When I spit it come out sounding like dolphin language My brain like an orphan stranded space probe lost on land strips I'm stuck in a fucking work scene I fuck anarchy, fuck click banging, I'll bang if anything on earth breathes Only time I was red flagging was when my parents found the head of my neighbor's cat under my bed when I was 13 Ever since awareness I aim at anything the third sees Elephant king, golden skin like Xerxes Watch the birdie, the magic birdie And I'm no thug, I sell no drugs I'm broke as fuck But your whole face will get opened up A beautiful red like a rose when it soak in sun My window soaking sun Lucy in the sky with diamonds I'm slicing through nose stolen tongue I'm a stolen smoking gun with bodies on me Turn your whole block party project to an ocean front At my crib open on the couch with a dead groupie Her eyes open, I'm like "smoke this blunt" Sparking bolts from snubs When I open up fire on my peers, Virginia Tech senior gear wouldn't come close enough My punches fold him up Diamond belt holder, national golden gloves You get a set throw it up (Is there anyone on the air?...)