you're gay
I am the beast.
Feed me rappers or feed me beats
I’m untamed, I need a leash
I’m insane, I need a shrink
I love brain, I need a leech
Why complain on easy streets?
I don’t even talk, I let the visa speak
And I like, my spite ease the peak
And my wrist special par, but the mule cooler
I have more jewels than your jeweler
Touch, and I will bust, your a do-er
That’s a bullet hole, it is not a tumor
Red like red like stop your rumors
I stay on track like a box of pumas
Now just rock rock rock with junior
I am the little big kahuna, ya dig?
im wacko with ur mom
ur mom likes mom jokes