Soldier of rap culture
hills to die on
kill these slang vultures
bullet holes and lipstick
arraign my framed poster
tight around loose lips
fuck a flag
my moods gripped by quarantined vibes
serpentine wind through the minds grind
as the lines dry like the blood of my pen died
speak to dominant dreamers
Mexican brown reefer
as my new leader, Infinity stone seizure
cinematic vision as my dome pleaser
Guillotine is so ether
your souls can’t reach us
like leper’s who need Jesus
let my name reign for all seasons