These weapons are immeasurable
Her pleasure's inevitable but letting go is medical
A spectacle
Sentimental, a mental blow of methadone
Defendable and detectable to detect her fentanyl
Get two for ten, identicals
They too content for chemicals
Invisible, these letters flow with syllables
Symmetrical, they lyrical
A pedestal of miracles
Be skeptical of her mirror tho
Deception's in her inner dome
Difficult to live without purpose in your soul
Different cult in her inner circle
There's a hole in her circle
We can jump thru hurdles
And she froze being fertile
She don't speak it verbal
Draws you in for a sip to drop you in inferno
Birthing death and bitter circles
Won't forget this Virgo
Death be dressed in gold
Seducing the mind starting internal
There's a tidal in her wave
But her defeat's eternal
That's why I'm lighter in my weight
Her release was thorough
She be violent in her wait
Knowing hell is her home
Imma germaphobic since her nosey being opened
There ain't a weapon she can fashion that performs the smokin
She might be blunt with her fire but she ends up choking
While I inhaled the Holy Spirit that's my magnum opus
He's light on fire, lit like lighters, forging foreign fighters
Torch this cypher, gimme the knife cuz we stabbing her Michel Myers
Giving me the confidence knowing accomplishments coming in fast like tires
Her weapons are trash burn it to ash cuz she a master lier
First and the last to fire
Wearing a mask for acne to have attire
Acting so bad, desires coming in bags of lingerie
Entire back is decaying prior to all the rapes of minors
Their innocent ways have been changed to think wider
Killed all her buyers
She undesired
My God isn't the same as you and me
We have been made in His image meng
I have been change in violent ways you would admire
Let's chop up demon names and beat em till a season game of NBA
We flushing'em down the net to the lake of fire
Automatic enemies are a magnet to penalties
Shouting havoc to our threes
Fouling maggots specialty
Count the tragic deaths of she
Got her benching while diseased
Tight the tension on her leash
Knife the venom in her spleen
Sindy's what I see
There ain't no release for a devil and her fleas
You may disagree with the metal she receives
You say her achievements are levels she can't reach
Give the honor to the underground bombers you don't see
Her deceit is the bombing you are under while you sleep
She competes overground so far ahead you can't see
Goof around she'll decapitate you dead in your peace
Measuring her weapons
Most can't tell if her pleasures prevalent
Pedals in her meddling
She pebbles our peddling
Picking poison as her medicine
They're double our measurements
Pouring metal in your hands and wrists
Sin deserves the death sentences
He writes the pan's His weapon
