I hardly take expense It's hard to take offense In someone who doesn't swing for the fence Romancing my drugs My mental tells me if I had a tiny coffin built over my face Only open it when your hot boxing coughing You would defecate on the rap game often Now just wait Im in the here and now I see them having a cow I remember one of my deceased loved ones whom had fetishes with cows Not really a fetish just Nick nacks Im making nacks outta of those that rap She sees me and she's proud of her daughter's I barter with my life she says she's infuriated I appreciate it I love you goodbye until I fly I sigh