Dear Dr. Shakalu & Dante,
I’m dragging whatever this clown can mutter
You look like a pound of butter found it’s color by imitating the ground in Summer
I’m not fucking around, you’ll get left drowned and covered ya shit stain
This whole picture’s like Nickelodeon went underground and funded a mixtape
Can you even cook? I’m playing, I bet that gyro’s heat
You’re similar to Drake... if he grew up shoeless, playing soccer in a Cairo street
Look, after a while… this is just knee-slapping with style
Is that a human on the left, or did Peter Pan actually teach his shadow to smile?
He’s never mentioned, but I guess this keystyle’s a start
Cuz I’m pretty sure he only appears after saying his name three times in the dark
Once his head is leaking you can bet that he’s pledged allegiance
You look like Littlefinger, if he traded in Goya seasoning instead of secrets
Bang.