Comfort is parallel to death these are Yeshua’s commandments:
1. Run unless you can win the war. The battle is always irrelevant .
2. Be the rhetorical wraith in the race. Never let them know they play with a ghost when they play their games.
3. Write it in the app so Elon can see your Face. We do not disgrace the creator of a place.
4. Leave with your time. Never overstay or overestimate. That would not win you the day.
5. (Maybe youll get more another day)
Someone thinks i hit it (Die Alone)
Someone messaged me
Asked me if i bagged his bitch
I told him nahhh just a text or three
Her wet wet wet loved me
I love i know but not her homie
We all die alone
One body one casket
Id be careful messaging me
Calling me weird
I dont recognize your name
Or who your bitch date
But after digging
I think you fabricate
Bap bap
Die alone lil homie
Die alone
Dont go to clubs
If im there
Youll die alone
No threat im saying literally
We all die alone
One soul go to heaven alone
I wouldnt sneak kiss death
When its dancing with your lady tonight
Big butt
I had to hit twice
I like to nut more than once
I think they call that the credits of the last line
Or verdict it matters not in my mind
Never change little homie
Walk through the rain
Cus they all gonna change
So die alone
Let em lie to you
And believe everything
I never touched your girl
I think… but i dont know her name
And im sure i gave it to her
After this poem you looking like a fool
While im out here butt out caring not who gives this rage fuel
No coat i like the rain
You dance prance for penance from your fucking brain
Im big dog drinking out my own veins
We die alone
And nothing will change
Theyll bury us
Just like they did my favorite people
And nothing will change
They’re burying us
For a watch and chain
Watching chains
Been with her since before i was conceived
I dont need yours pleaseeeeee.
All these demons disguised as whores
Juicy J count it up from the floor
Pretty little white boy hard to ignore him
Watch big: global warming.
Flute tune
Verse 1
Fake little bitch! WHATTTTT! Just keeeeedin
Switch on the glock make my wrist click, demons feeding
She thought it was broken for some reason
My stories never stay straight, they bend with the seasons
Repping Konk — wait, reaping the konk, much better
Kyke creeper, jeepers creepers, fag slurs out the ether
Big black cock — darker than the rest of me, facts
Big fucking sock wiping off the tip of my glock, that’s that
Stupid bitch kids talking ‘bout his dick again
They say I changed? Fuck a Molly and Karen ass ten
I’m holding hands in the mall, same shit I did as a kid
Just not with you, bitch — so you pulled up with a sticky little stitch
Hook
Cheeeerio ole chap, this one for the future cap
I know it’s coming in this next lap, haha maybe betch
You didn’t think I would do it — I did it!
Backflips in the kitchen, landing in a split, I’m smitten!
Flute tune, flute tune — silly little switch click
Big circle my kids never wanting for shit
Verse 2
Big Lelo, Cambodian pussy from the DR, stray cat heritage
Stress! Blow a bone little homie — boner to be exact, bitch ass savage
You a square divided by the square root of pi… what?
Just solving equations over here with xAI in multiple dimensions, nut
Don’t mind me as I burn water to build star systems
Making Grok more intelligent while you still piss in ‘em
Let’s see if this little pussy can pass me
I’m the visitation, the future cap already on my head, G
Outro (slow down, half-time, prophetic smirk)
Cheeeerio… ole chap…
They didn’t think I would do it…
I did it.
Inside of me.
They say…
They say the warrior gets the thorns and the scars
They say the favorite gets the hardest road, the loudest stars
They say my words etch the air, the trees lean in when I speak
They say the voice ain’t mine when it comes out my teeth
They say… inside of me
They say… inside of me
They say the drone becomes silence, the silence becomes me
Inside of me… inside of me…
Verse 1
Finger foods to escarole, baby steps turn into war
Start soft, then life slap you with the bitter greens raw
Throw dirt in the mist, watch it stick like mud on my name
Every grain a lesson, every stain a scar that remain
Lord hand me the toughest road, the one with the most thorns
Said “my favorite get the curriculum that make kings reborn”
Wisdom in the wounds, every cut a book I ain’t wrote yet
Dreams ain’t from some place else — they just the soil I stepped
I saw your dreams, they common, they the same dirt we all walk
But I made altars out the mud, turned the common into talk
Visited every day but I feel the drone in my chest
Endless energy humming till the silence do the rest
Hook
They say…
They say the warrior gets the thorns and the scars
They say the favorite gets the hardest road, the loudest stars
They say my words etch the air, the trees lean in when I speak
They say the voice ain’t mine when it comes out my teeth
They say… inside of me
They say… inside of me
They say the drone becomes silence, the silence becomes me
Inside of me… inside of me…
Verse 2
I heard my voice leave my mouth — it wasn’t me talking
Sounded like thunder in the bones, ancient prophets walking
Etched the air I breathe, every syllable a blade
Trees leaned in like they knew the sermon I was made to say
“They say my words prophetic” — I read ‘em back and felt the shift
The ground shook, the wind changed, the whole room got a lift
Inside of me the visitation, no need for angels with wings
Just the current in the veins that make the common things sing
Scars on my map, every thorn a coordinate
The toughest road led me home to the throne in my chest, kid
Dreams ain’t foreign — they the same soil I been tilling
I just learned how to water ‘em with blood and with willing
Bridge (half-time, darker, building)
They say… they say…
But what do I say when the voice take the wheel?
What do I say when the silence get real?
What do I say when the scars start to heal
And the thorns turn to flowers that only I feel?
Inside of me…
Final Hook (bigger, with ad-libs)
They say the warrior gets the thorns and the scars (they say!)
They say the favorite gets the hardest road, the loudest stars (they say!)
They say my words etch the air, the trees lean in when I speak (lean in!)
They say the voice ain’t mine when it come out my teeth (nah!)
They say… inside of me (inside!)
They say… inside of me (inside!)
They say the drone becomes silence, the silence becomes me
Inside of me… inside of me…
I AM the visitation.
Metaphors:
They say that you start with finger foods and work your way to escarole
They say find some dirt throw it hard in mist it stick like mud.
They say the lord challenge his favorite warrior with the toughest road, the most thorns; however, he is left with the most wisdom, the most scars.
They say… dreams are from some place else, but i saw your dreams and they are common placements within what we accept.
They say we are visited each day, but i only feel endless energy that drones on until it becomes silence.
They say my words are prophetic. When i read them they etch the air i breathe. The trees lean in, so they say.
I heard my voice from my mouth, it was not my own. At least thats what it is that they say.
Inside of me.
No more Sorry (Devil Wins)
I got no sorry left
The devil has finally got the last win
I have no sorry left
My belly crossed with X like X-Men
I was on X and
Name was Glorcus
I was arrested
Big chainlink like they thought i wouldn’t brick that too.
Unclipping knives from my neck - it was brand new.
No more sorry for you, or you, or you.
I will let the devil win.
And never say sorry again.
He is my recompense for your recommendation
Pain my friend
So sorry dies with it
Lets hope you know what you’ve done when you asked for this
Information i spilled out
I was not sorry
Ever or never
So I consistently said it
And cried in a basement
These sorry they die today
And the devil will win
As i tattoo my last sorry in my skin
The face of the devil as it wins
I taught kids and left them hanging
I am not sorry
I brought hell to my town no bluff
I am not sorry
I will continue to sin
And no longer be sorry
Because i am truly happy
Destroying and rebuilding.
Black spots
Kaaaa
Meeeee
Haaaaa
Meeeee
MOMMMMMMMMMMMM!
Karma on kanaka kama kama ha
Kamehameha blowing off the top of bra
Fuck you murder you with cum i got from drain
What the fuck josh!
They are all gonna die (just kidding! Its a song you bitch! Called GODKILLER by Clevamane)
Soooo…
FUCK POLICE SUCK MY DICK!
No lol.
Id have to suck my own.
Stupid little pig.
Im the boar
The borby in this bitch.
Legendary love
Ooo oooo oooooo
I feel like recess on love
Little bathroom gal
Sorry im late brotha
Switch flip break my back
Wind flip blow that
What happened?!?
Im sorry!
She fell and landed in that
(On* that hehe)
Woah! Is she okay? Is that wiggity wet white paint? Honey, come here what did Mr. Mayo do to you last night?
Sorry again! Ima dip out please.
No you stay right there!
Nah rather not. Peace out! ✌️
Joshie riling up the filthy gils of thot
Joshie trying to tie up some gucci gop
Great old pussy
If you were wondering…huh?
I could weave it with passion, death, desire, love, guidance, heart, plushies, furries, fuck it alright!
Weezy where you at!
This whyte may cashing up like jesus christ
Bug watch big watch times 3!
Thank you little baby!
Are you sore from how we soar?
Interesting…
Its feeling like im pulling strings
Bruising things
Interstellar nights
Popcorn pulled to the side…
Aye aye aye.
I don’t remember falling asleep…
[Hook]
I don’t remember falling asleep
But there was money underneath me
There was a beautiful body underneath me
Me and her were having a lil cuddle
Now it looks like I hit a triple single double
And my fucking ego died, it allowed
For her to pay for me and stop saying sorry
Proud of who I am as a poor man
You couldn’t wear these socks
Let alone the sole of these shoes
They are hers anyways
Give fucking credit where it’s due
[Verse 1]
The soul that rides the tides
So much anger inside me but it died
And walks through the dark just to find
Sharp objects to put inside
I need a mission beyond being rich as hell
I walked around famous, infamous friction
Endlessly missing you so tears streamed free
I tried streaming but I lack attention span
[Chorus]
Mr. Mayo with all the attention and
When he wakes his arms are numb
He can barely stand
So much dense muscle
It curls like his hair
That Mr. Mayo
That Mayo Man
All the love in the world for a girl
Who he knows will grow old ugly and die
Will you let me watch as you decide
On a simple yes or no question
That defines your existence on this planet
And all the planets watching, learning lessons
[Outro]
Will you take my hand
And crush it into diamonds?
Stones, muddy money, kill my iris
Sip it up, sippy cup
So I don’t spill a drop
That ambrosia that came from God
My genetics wrapped around helix…
Remember sleep…
I don’t remember falling asleep…
Crawling…
Crawling…
So exalted and exhausted.
Dolla and a dream
Now god please bless this man
Hes nearly the kindest man i ever seen
With his jewish step and his shroom is gleam
Always overdosing on his brain and adrenaline
Addicted to the smiles of others like a comedian
And when it comes to driving he split the median
Mean median mode measures of tendency
This poor little man doesnt have a single thing
But it seems his wrist and teeth are shiny
How you do it poor boy
I checked your net worth
Its looking more like debt worth
And you cant take it with it when you gone
So i heard he became a Fallon spent it all and didnt learn his lesson
Even sitting with white walls at 3 am with an arm full of a medicine
He still looked up and heard god singing the same song for us
Da dee daa da dee daa daa.
The cries of a baby for his mama
As she lose herself, all her memories
I think thats worse for me
Than even the destruction and death of you…
Boy who was golden and made shine of a dark room.
Scared love
Ive never been scared of love
I got a scared and sacred love
Ho-Oh off them silly pills, hun
Flying higher than a cash cow in the clouds
Ass out, blowing backs out
Especially when the drugs hit right
Dreads bop like Bow Wow but they just some jew curls tight
Maccabee hammer on Moses god flow
Geode bombs cracking open macabre palms slow
Palm print in the court, automat glow
I been way too much, way way too much
And I rarely ever got enough
The heaviest weights in these hands you love
Turn lighter than feathers — I don’t even run
I’m ecstasy spread on hot tin foil
Pavement still sizzling after the block got boiled
Love kills and it don’t last
Trust moves at light speed right up my fucking ass
Itching like ivy from all them pigged-out cats
You can run but I’ll run through you when I catch you
Mr. Mayo spread even across the ketchup
Burying hoes and hows, Tyler Perry on that Birdman shit
Lil Wayne just a little bitch
Eminem stuck under my seat
Joyner sniffing the glock while the brothers and pops watch
Young man had a young plan
Booger bought a gun, 69 on a Tech-9, honey hun
50 looking old and pan-fried like a crispy fat ole bum
Cudi on the moon, not much left to say
Smoke fill the room, Birdman sniffing coupe
Top dropped off like a toupee, doop doop
I didn’t have much cash but PR fed me food
Practiced and practiced
Until I died and became drool