Lyrics:
might need to build me a church for these heathens
big n***a, Henry VIII when I'm feasting
tryna butter me up, get cool with my legion
kernel in the clip that heat, that Pop Secret
blast burn the event we'll be eager
team is on 10 no need to pop ethers
uzi in my lap, i call it the street sweeper
like to chat? I can gift these subs like twitch streamers
but bit by bit I'm taking the whole resolution
from being X'ed out, started to feel like a mutant
so from the day one I had to go Plus Ultra
that's why a n***a able to smoke on All Might's pupil
strong green, one for all
the shit that'll get you dropped, at&t with the call
grip the tool like game and watch with a parasol
with beams on it like R.O.B. from emissary in brawl
n***as tryna be my bro that dont know me
bitches all around my meat like fundoshi
got some killers that look like they harmless
but they low-key a threat, all my goons Master Roshi
I'm roasting you like a rotisserie, Rotom-Heat
chop out the window it's singing like Jodeci
damn you so loud at the mouth like Zenitsu
ambulance gone have to shock when you go to sleep
squad dressed up in all black like the Panthers
fuck with the kid, they'll pop out like Chris Hansen
for paper, they'll perforate n***as in tandem
bitch you ain't my mane they just merely hit random
gun go DURRRA-RA-RA
might just have to off your top
and when we counting those Pe$os
you better not drop my guap

[Aside]
Boy oh boy, I'm taking a HUGE step in releasing my idea early, bit future trap will be the future of music for me going forward. EVERYTHING you hear in this track has been composed, performed, and produced by me. More to come soon, for now LOOK AT ME FURSUIT!~