When I be ripping and tripping I'm never slipping or giving.
I'm living illen and killing the villains that fill in the chilling.
Of a million children beginning a spinning meaning.
Now I'm just sitting and hitting the written sh*t that I'm spitting.
Yet not forgetting that I let in the setting that's hot and wrecking yet in.
Every second I'm betting I've never met him I'll get him.
The master cretin that's heading towards my mind I find I'm blind.
To the guy that's behind the fine design and I will try to fly. High.
I'm not a screaming demon or beaming visions of leading heathens even.
I'm a speaking beacon teaching and preaching the meaning.
Of feeling deepened by people and people's recent achievements.
Leave it to me and believe it can be a proper lot of evil grievance.
I'm the messenger letting ya get in the set of evil killers.
Mental fluid is ruined I'm chewing secrets I'm a spiller.
Revealing the meaning of living easy see me I'm chilling.
Killing delusions of movements through time which is idyllic.