Fuckin' vessel, fourteen hundred and eighty risus

Circle with the sickest of vehicular drinks

Sit and omit bad business of doom blooms

Fourteen hundred eyes wide, six in the room

No pillow, steppin' out the arches with

Grinch-steppin' prints on the Ark through the trick and treat

Mickey fautaurp contribute, wave your hands in the sky

Straw hats in the crowd whisperin' "Ni-"

Grin through the Stygian port of the preacher of resurrection

At the beach in the floats

Weed be in the boat that's holding the reverends, headed for Noe

"Doc, we gotta pull through"

2009, Barack threw me a baby Ruth

2022, depression is a Pikachu

God-Level, Micachu, genius with the slightest of tunes

That's all folks, catch a Pikachu

I'm in with the damage and agony 'cause I got it subversive

I miss with the apocalypse the people that's conservative VII, I, I, back it up

They ruinin' the marvels with ignorance, that's a variant

Ignorant bliss, I'll tell you sorr in Arabic

Sword versus jav', can't tell a difference variant

Afro, grit, rhapsodian uniform, soul clappin'

Sleeping through the Berets, the minds and soul happenin' (A-ha, yeah)

Aaahh (Yeah)

Aaahh (Yeah)

Black n-caused mass hysteria (Satirical)

Wishes too good to be true in the worlds (Drop 'em)

Omega black, lack of black souls when the world's gone

Last prey, but massive black mobs showin' their cause, and

Rose Royce pallbearers, black cadets as the corpse walked on

April 3rd to see God's world

Sizzlin' nigah like Babs' shirt popped pinks when the shower turned on

Heaven has a scent of Sheol's song (A-ha)

You can smell Helen Keller in hell and yellin' "hello, old dwellers"

Outgoin' souls from new paradise God seller

And it never been it no better

Friends, they lost forever (A-ha)