Cabin Killer

Like the clock in the gut of the 'gator
 They all talk (tick)
 Earned every dime in my pocket
 They pocket watching
 Eyes wide—you must of gotten in the belladonna
 Watch if you wanna
 I work in that Castellano lisp
 French Resistance, Oxford comma
 Get press like I'm all cuff and collars
 Winter's brisk, double down, if you're gonna stay on it
 Seasons here even freeze the deep water
 But it keeps the genes hardy
 So feed a fever, the winter we starve keep
 Razor in the cheek, robin in the ribcage
 Braided in the street, hair down in the crib stay
 Easy on the beat
 Mouths get easier to feed
 Meter's running, every minute gotta matter—move
 I got a minimum to meet
 I'm in that two-seater beater bumping Big Freedia
 Scheming on something I could eat up
 With this dime and this nickel
 I might take down Visa for the three percent I feed them
 I am not your profit
 I am Travis fucking Bickle
 Kill a paparazzi lobby
 Bring the body down to Lockheed
 Stuff it in a Maserati
 Just playing, that's just the funny shit I'm dreaming
 While I'm pouring your Chianti
 Serve a couple tables and I'm off on my Bianchi
 I'm outie kemosabe weaving all these zombies by me
 Money, money, money all they ever fucking say
 I should've left yesterday
 Okay I need a couple bucks to fill my cup and you know this
 But holding on to something gold never was the focus
 Never fell for the hocus pocus, it's all bogus
 Bullshit, goldfish, guppies, yuppies fucking disgust me
 Ugly man, I'm sick of this shit so I untie my wrists
 And I undock my ship
 I dream a new planet with only fun occupants
 So I uncock my hips and I dance like an idiot
 See how electric my city is
 Lake City pacemaker
 Put the pulse in it
 Big Sims and I keep it authentic
 Running Man jump back, bio-funk divisible
 Hungry Jack swing, hide your trunk visible
 Steel wool brillo teeth, sleepin like I'm Hampton
 Leak blood in widow's peaks, geekin up vampin
 C'mon Dougie I been rap—frrserious
 4 minus 5 (1) Fantastic Furious
 WWF, www dot calm the fuck down right now
 Or you'll get WW3'd, all of you dummy to me
 Money turn putty when fuddy duddies act funny with me
 D-Bo everything, eenie meanie that's mine
 I said gimme guh-gimme gimme gimme plenty
 Beamer and the Sim simma
 The Vimmy, the semi
 Petty bounty, any penny or any fedi
 Homie is you relevant? Lemme get a piece
 I'ma retell it, develop it, sell it to the beast
 Rollin in a bread box, mayo spillin
 On the ceiling, bailing 187
 Satan kneeling, hailing, doing my bidding
 Grillin, never chillin, I'm Hella Frreal
 Peeling on God's lemons, spillin milk, drowning kittens
 Sick hurlin, feelin like I'm illin, wheelin, and dealin
 Mike the Thriller, chill killer it's been a minute
 You can show and prove, I'ma stand and deliver it
 I'm peeling off into the city lights
 Dripping like Dali in the alleyways
 I had my way with the ways of the world but the world found its way back
 Gray slacks, paid tax
 Laid tracks to the last spike
 But that was last night
 Wait um, that was just the D M T um
 We young, we dumb, we full of gun powder
 We got em back against they feelings
 They bent, they went willing
 We didn't push em
 Nah, tell them fuckers to Stay Puft
 Marshmallow men, harsh mellows
 When they get in ya space then settle in
 Never let em again
 Throw piss, throw em off of ya scent
 And never let em again
 They placate like we here to pretend
 Never let em in