64: I am filled with only love And other spiky things All my thoughts align in Categories split: theres only these The trees make the membrane More permeable, see? On display—the only way i know That someone’s seeing me Stand in line at coffee shops Minding q’s and p’s use Beans as the excuse To go outside and be a being The play continues on the stage In front of all the peeps chirp Chirping in a chorus Only serving to demean

64: I Been On My Wayback, Peabody: I Made That. Where The Trade At? Hologram-Based Bank Plan. I Been On My Way back, Glow-Up Bulb: My Brain, Damn. Taking Names And Aim— Life Points Like Blank, Fam. Lil Peggy Trill: Top tier Lil Peggy Trill Top tier queer Drugs Killin' All of my peers Depression and death Are not one of my fears I acknowledge the dark My enemies so mere My third eye a chick Blick gotta dick Like my bitch in a year Dank hank hill My female, my top We play: king of the hill Lil Peggy Trill too real Taken names and aim Life's point like blank Dank hank Blow that stank stank We a myth But no fake fake 64: I Been On My Wayback, Peabody: I Made That. Where The Trade At? Hologram-Based Bank Plan. I Been On My Way back, Glow-Up Bulb: My Brain, Damn. Taking Names And Aim— Life Points Like Blank, Fam.

64: Rock tits: i’m a trick The bomb diggedy, bitch I don’t talk shit, shot Blocks caught quick (Cock cock cock) Rounds out, drum thick Bruh i got mad life support: Chum shit Dumb bitch juice: yall been Lost in the sauce I been sippin hard: Wet my gullet and floss I been sippin hard: Belly big as a boss Bitches brought a bag of parm To pass around at the park Never do i ever know The way i’m gonna start When i talk like marbles Falling out, calling card If i’m gonna fall apart: do it hard Break a leg when i perform When i write? Break my heart Water water everywhere I’m not about to drink Now the brink is staring at me Cuz i look at how it stink The trick, my good dick Is not minding that it stings When your brow beat by the same People that you feed The trick to living large Is buying really tiny things Pretend to be a giant You in fact a tiny being Never do i ever know The way i’m gonna start When i talk like marbles Falling out, calling card If i’m gonna fall apart: do it hard Break a leg when i perform When i write? Break my heart Checking headings when i know The bird eventually drops Never ever am i steady Never knew that i could stop If i’m gonna fall apart: do it hard Only thing that i know is I don’t like it in the dark Trick shots pop: Pray that god bring us dead cops Fertile crops and an Immediate rent chop Full stop: the start Mass controlling the shop The trick to living large is “Off a boss and fuck off”

64: Wiggle it back and forth Throw it to the side: Their ass and that spiked bat Make impressions on a mind... Wiggle, with the full Strength of the vibe Wiggle like you isn’t burdened By a bitty life Wiggle it back and forth Throw it to the side: Their ass and that spiked bat Make impressions on a mind... Wiggle, with the full Strength of the vibe Wiggle like you isn’t burdened By a bitty life Spiffy Davis: Im a beast of burden Aye I don't know edan Of this im certain Im a beast of burden Aye This a distraction Im a diversion Wiggle Make it ripple Space and time AstroNut in the biggles Worth So absurd Nothing even matters Tell the herd Ya heard? Something new we had to give the masses So just shake ya stankin asses Like at drakes in calabases whoa Shawty out here thicker than molasses Thicker than prescription glasses Worn by scholars teaching classes whoa had to put my ego on the rocks Andromeda’s a few blocks Up the milky way spot whoa Despite what you say it doesn’t matter Bae your booty getting fatter throw it in a circle ring of saturn 64: Wiggle it back and forth Throw it to the side: Their ass and that spiked bat Make impressions on a mind... Wiggle, with the full Strength of the vibe Wiggle like you isn’t burdened By a bitty life Wiggle it back and forth Throw it to the side: Their ass and that spiked bat Make impressions on a mind... Wiggle, with the full Strength of the vibe Wiggle like you isn’t burdened By a bitty life 64: All i see is Sight thats been Denied the right to thrive. I’m a snail when i slide upon The blade and make it mine. Secret life of slime: Regard itself as trite. All i see is eyes but judgement Proves that i’m alive Or does it only prove I’ll catch a gaze till i die? Malaise i’m contemplating Making out with my nine Only stay alive for spite Seems about enough, right? Got enough within my lungs To win a bar fight If i cough it isnt covid, Just a bum life And if i talk i promise Not to whiff a dope line Only hit me if you Interested in dumb dykes Vampire bites or the Blood in my veins, aight? Wiggle it jiggle Till the trigger click Still iffy on the reason Why i shouldnt act an idiot Wiggle it jiggle Till the trigger click Still iffy on the reason Why i shouldnt act an idiot

64: If you don’t talk to me Right, i’mma peace: Greet me with that mellow “Hello world” energy, I don’t walk right—only Catch me sliding in the streets Buy the time so i could bide it, Build a better prophecy Hello world! Finally nice of us to meet! I been waiting to Apologize for weeks I’m sorry that my power level’s 9000 at least I’m sorry for the way i always Fuck it up and then leave Break your knee’s backs out Break my bread with my bees now. My regular gas cloud Making taking things bad well. Break a bitch—fair bout, Take my time so you bleed out, Bitch, between a buncha points My ripstick find the quickest route, Route route route, out checks go But it don’t bounce. Ounce ounce ounce, Make it known: run a smokehouse. Out! Out now! booth reserved For only dope sounds I might be a dumb bitch, But i’m proud Parasite i’m leeching On the beats with just my teeth Part and parcel with the territory Where i put my feet Take a giant breath When you try approaching: I’m a beast, Woke as all my lyrics Bitch, i never sleep Never see, never speak Never need a reason to freak Evergreen: my technique Never been ever not boutique Geeked up for like weeks I’m the definition of heat: You could fry an egg on bootlegs That i got leaked and never released Never see, never speak Never need a reason to freak Evergreen: my technique Never been ever not boutique Geeked up for like weeks I’m the definition of heat: You could fry an egg on bootlegs That i got leaked and never released If you don’t talk to me Right, i’mma peace: Greet me with that mellow “Hello world” energy, I don’t walk right—only Catch me sliding in the streets Buy the time so i could bide it, Build a better prophecy Hello world! Finally nice of us to meet! I been waiting to Apologize for weeks I’m sorry that my power level’s 9000 at least I’m sorry for the way i always Fuck it up and then leave

64: Call it Fat Lip When i talk back Walk my Dinosaur footprint Mark paths Slartibartfast Way i work With what i have Little did i deign to Pat myself Up on my back I don’t even know if I’m leaning or if its real But the dread that my head Says “next” is a bet And i don’t take chances With immediate threats Never never talk shit Unless i back it with checks I wrote the chorus On primordial stash Felling trees in the forest Praying someone hear the crash Praying for a reason To keep sharpening my axe To keep barking up the treeline Till i hear it barking back Call it Fat Lip When i talk back Walk my Dinosaur footprint Mark paths Slartibartfast Way i work With what i have Little did i deign to Pat myself Up on my back

64: Shorty want me ‘cause I’m dripping ryusoul changer “Ryu so cool!” when i Pull up with a gangler Red head On the team: Akaranger Squad decked out gear Looking like danger Want me ‘cause I’m dripping ryusoul changer “Ryu so cool!” when i Pull up with a gangler Red head On the team: Akaranger Squad decked out gear Looking like danger Squad full of like hella Red rangers, whole damn Gang haranguing To make pay dirt Change on the table The waves that i make: major Never feel sorry when I leave a bitch cratered Next phase: get it made Like entrees Next day, shit’s same: Groundhog way Nose to the Ground all day So i can make My namesake mainstay Shorty want me ‘cause I’m dripping ryusoul changer “Ryu so cool!” when i Pull up with a gangler Red head On the team: Akaranger Squad decked out gear Looking like danger Want me ‘cause I’m dripping ryusoul changer “Ryu so cool!” when i Pull up with a gangler Red head On the team: Akaranger Squad decked out gear Looking like danger

64: Big brain like krang Bang that cape canaveral way Radiation take my brain Might go borg for boredom’s sake Ubiquitous: my name Starship whip whip i’m kang Bae my lil milky way Stars all orbiting they face Load oxygen: post-haste Wave that blunt smoke from my gaze Got a beach house out on neptune Couple parsecs out the way Couple pounds of spice for trade Couple bumps and i’m in space Galaxies cant compare to me Space jammin like all day Donatello Ride Ya Wave: Apple got me back up off the addy I might just mix it with some acid Habits of a muthafuckin addict I don’t think i’m ever gonna crack it Story of a muthafuckin bastard I’m a piece of shit But you already knew that Shades of young baby Jesus Broke as fuck but i’m still giving Dead inside but I’m still living Dead inside but I’m still giving Pegasus didn’t want the smoke All i do is kill beats same time lighting up smoke Red eyes, red sweats, red gloves, red shoes Spend money, up the revenue Commas growing in slow motion Off the pocket potion Got a milf, she soaking Off the pills she choking No gravity: up in Mars we floating (No gravity: up in Mars we floating) 64: Big brain like krang Bang that cape canaveral way Radiation take my brain Might go borg for boredom’s sake Ubiquitous: my name Starship whip whip i’m kang Bae my lil milky way Stars all orbiting they face Load oxygen: post-haste Wave that blunt smoke from my gaze Got a beach house out on neptune Couple parsecs out the way Couple pounds of spice for trade Couple bumps and i’m in space Galaxies cant compare to me Space jammin like all day

Dank Hank Trill: I’m so vibing with your soul I wanna lose control And let our troubles go: Get out our comfort zone 64: Albumen, A-cute acumen. Re-curve bow Cursive verses When I choose To use it— Refuse the rude decision Loosie, burning bridges Two-tone panties cheeked up— Dudes should know They’re missing out Drought: Thirsty as a bitch No doubt Wow Ouch when The Smoke choke i’m Loud when she Go low But i’m the villain, Gallows jokes But I’m for-realing... All-ow hoes Open eyes wide Like Go Pros Dank Hank Trill: I’m so vibing with your soul I wanna lose control And let our troubles go: Get out our comfort zone Baby why don’t you come Escape with me We can open our hearts Set our spirits free Just us and a blunt, And some Hennessy High chakras and Third-eye mentality

64: Prolly won’t make it out Alive on this one Think quick the tip Top of your head gone When it comes to the Best of the best class I don’t rate shit i write And beat bare ass Baseball bat To the teeth type beat Get a better career And leave type beat Next one reach To the cheap seats Babe ruth pointing to The spot, stop, watch me 64: My bad, my bad Did i do that? When i threw it up Did it come back? Why you so mad? Cuz you been had? Make a fool of yourself Tryna clapback My bad, my bad Yeah i did that Puff up your chest If you all that And here yall thought You was rad, my bad When i prove you wrong On just one track My bad, my bad Did i do that? Cook it up record In one night flat? Why you so mad? Cuz you been had? Is it really my bad If you been bad? My bad my bad My bad my bad Is it really my bad If you been bad? Spiffy Davis: Ok ok thats all me Superman that hoe in a tall tee Going off the top like i'm balding Don't assault me Why you salty? Oceanic tendencies Gon leave ya ass wet Don’t be hercules Hipurbly Im a make it bleak Like i roll with jay So roll jays with me Im a stoner bitch and i look like brock Im with onyx bro and the badge is rock To be honest tho wrote this in a frock With a pistol out and the shit is cocked You a laughing stock And i lol Lifes a bitch then you go to hell In your darkest thoughts thats where im a dwell Im a hold the stick to your head cowbell We need more cowbell More cowbell My bad my bad Relax Had to swing my battle axe Your bads my gain Thats facts Roll with 64 In a cadillac Pots and pans Throw them hands Someone call an ambulance Do my dance tiny pants Bitch im fly no turbulence In advance Make your plans Still don't think you have chance Take a glance At my stance You're bad stepping in my lands 64: My bad, my bad Did i do that? When i threw it up Did it come back? Why you so mad? Cuz you been had? Make a fool of yourself Tryna clapback My bad, my bad Yeah i did that Puff up your chest If you all that And here yall thought You was rad, my bad When i prove you wrong On just one track My bad, my bad Did i do that? Cook it up record In one night flat? Why you so mad? Cuz you been had? Is it really my bad If you been bad? My bad my bad My bad my bad Is it really my bad If you been bad?

64: Always precipice of putting points In proper place, prolly Pussy buddy but he never Put it in my face. Piggies peeking in to see just Pow i spend a day say, “I’m pasty bruh i put up Propaganda rapid pace” Always precipice of putting people In they place, prolly Picking out a spot To sit and watch it all decay Piggies try to keep me But i’m always streets away Spend my day cut and pasting Proper points for what i say Paper pieces of my heart for People pleading for a break—life. Same kinda vibes i profess when i preach Like karl was just a person that i met up in my past life, Pass a manifesto down the line and plan a rent strike. Towers power down Parapets succumb to ground I’m the dirt: bitch i’m fertile As a worker’s running mouth Running loud Only way i know how Here now Everybody get down Boss shit? chopped: None allowed in the shop Slaughterhouse stockroom popped Can't accommodate the bodies That i harvest as a crop from the top: Politicians paying pawns Bullets piercing—what they bought (Whatchu want?) Call it debt collection Owed to the mob, Call it money but its blood That i’m drawing from a cop Call it debt collection Owed to the mob, Call it money but its bloody When i pull out all the stops (Call it debt collection Owed to the mob, Call it money but its blood That i’m drawing from a cop Call it debt collection Owed to the mob, Call it money but its bloody When i pull out all the stops) Always precipice of putting points In proper place, prolly Pussy buddy but he never Put it in my face. Piggies peeking in to see just Pow i spend a day say, “I’m pasty bruh i put up Propaganda rapid pace” Always precipice of putting people In they place, prolly Picking out a spot To sit and watch it all decay Piggies try to keep me But i’m always streets away Spend my day cut and pasting Proper points for what i say