I should’ve done this all way sooner
Guess I’m a late bloomer
Been doomed with a brain tumor
I’m smoother than suede Pumas
The rumors are fake, humans refusing to take truth and relate to the
Innate view of the hate used to replace humor
I can’t move in a room painted with jokes, people
They’re so see through
Their ghosts tremble, provokes evil
I won’t speak ‘til I choke breathing out those weasels
1 sum I’m
An odd number with no equal
No problem
No job and my dome’s throbbing
No options, my home starves if I don’t rob ‘em
Then you wonder why I’m coming to take it
Everybody eats when one of us make it
Once supper is plated
I tried to tell ‘em
I ain’t nothing to play with
Make a record, fuck it up ‘til I break it
Yeah I came for the top, I can’t believe they left so much of it vacant
Haters’ll never touch something as sacred
Motherfucker it’s SUMiT
This is Sacred
This is one-of-a-kind
This comes from the heart
This will blow your mind
The Vino’s
Fresher than fruit juice
Wet when I shoot hoops
Loser with smooth moves
Chew through music like couscous
You can YouTube a few views
Or try me like new foods
I’m hoping you like it but that won’t tighten my loose screws
Might’ve told you the truth, oops
Shoes boost but I zoom in your bluetooths
Like a coupe, and I just Uberred to 2 booths
Jesus take the wheel
Ain’t used to the dudes Lucifer made a deal With now their fate is sealed
I ain’t feeling ‘em like I’m made of steel
Ain’t as real and their skill is lacking
It’s still a fact that my equivalent is absent as the illest rapping
And they’ll attack until I fade away
Saved the day, sinner
Hit the game winner
Drank a Gatorade
Sacred
This will never be done again
(Vino)