Yo, I was placed on the planet just to cause problems
Sperm I spawned from burnt holes in condoms
Heaven splits in the presence of excellence.
A force to be reckoned with
Way too fucking strong to rely on your prayers and hopes
I walk out the jungle in bear-skinned coats.
While you still scared of ghosts we cut throats
I introduce myselfto God the utmost.
My brain never touched the soap
Refused to be another fucking slave that stuffed in boats
Off puffs of smoke, I'm fucking phenomenal.
What I think is logical, to you is physically impossible
Take a blood drop from you, copy you.
Just to get your own identical to tell you I'm unstoppable,
Unsurpassable obstacle unsolvable.
Math written in my chronicle, is astronomical.
Pass me the gun for mass extinction
I piss in the fountains of youth you drink from
My stomach got young dead orphans in it
I eat from trash cans at abortion clinics.
#rhymestr
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