Fox Fur is on the Moncler

In a rocket launcher, I'm up there

Dicin' onions, teary eyes on the top stair

European machete whips, I'm Gone Sailing

They whipped the Nay Nay

In a sleigh full of toxic candy

I'm on the same planet, tiltin' on a damn bubble stance

I'm a stoic soul, a brimstone flower in the devil's cabana

In a white mustang with wings like a pegasus

Blowin' exotic roses from planet

Zero Gas-a-Fella

Frost Ice clan of scientists like Nikolas Tson

Funeral proceedings of the fallout boy

The featherweight fighters vs. the mighty halls of Mars

In a bitter stalemate, losing time at the dreams junction

Time and space ceases

Pure Poision

Bitch

Fresh crisp money smellin'

All the way under the flea basement

The living ghosts of Fathers in their blue jump suits

At the foot of Heaven's gate waiting for the picker

I'm Soapstar Touring with the Astro Aunts

the Bananas from Mazatlan, it's Baby Peg Leg

Face time with Medusa in a velvet suit

Mars/Moon Rock jitterbug, who do you think you are?

Saweetie Dash 6.2 BPski

My Indigo Mine Dark Star Knightmare

The Sultan of Spumblr

An evil future

The ticking time bomb mind of the One Star General

P's watching pussycat

Pure Poison

Fresh crisp money smellin'

All the way under the flea basement

The living ghosts of Fathers in their blue jump suits

At the gate with a line on the picker