[Verse 1]
I'm a f*cking floating poltergeist
Puling hoes and dykes because they prolly thought my flow was nice
Hanging 'round the pus*y like I'm going toe to toe with mice
Got me rolling eyes to skies while n*ggas rolling dice
Something like a fire breathing arsonist
Or a sniper in the woods practicing his marksmanship
If I go broke I'm on some shoot up your apartment sh*t
Robbing n*ggas, especially if this parka fits
If I get rich? I'mma go hit Vegas
Bumping 36 Chambers under the moons phases
Sipping with the women til they go get faded
Have them b*tches rolling spliffs with my moleskine pages
Outside of the box like zombies, Head full of dreads like Samedi
Running this Jumanji
Watch me. Not to be c*cky
But I'mma be the flyest motherf*cker blowing up, Kamikaze
[Verse 2]
Wolverine
Charles Xavier overloading Jean Grey with the Phoenix as she composes dreams
Weapon X infected telepathy, still controlling teams
'Turns out that I'm more broken than my composure seems
It took me 5 heartbreaks, to figure out what closure means
Now I'm giving b*tches a full cup of Folgers cream
Hard knock life; No sugar cookies and Ovaltine
Nasty like sh*tty drawls in holy jeans
Snapping like a rat trap; cheese, you couldn't have that
I dig in that pus*y, that Joe's Crab Shack, scratch that
I swear I be ducking these hoes, Aflack. Man I'm such an asscrack
b*tch they call me Johnny; Where's the cash at? Pass that
Baseball mitts, killing pussies like hard di*k
My di*k and balls sit underneath where your broad sits
Plus I'm dropping hits. It's Grayscale Family
Until "DOOMSDAY" or the f*cking zombie apocalypse