Vs Figurative (SnF)
Im a soldier, snackin on ambrosia sippin chamomile tea
The stone bolus that choked Cronus, dressed to kill in silk sheets
A Golem who slips his toes in penny loafers which sell for Gs
Grippin golden guns, the chosen one aiming to defy guilt with greed
I breathe with fruited breath more than diabetics who forget
Extract cyanide thru their stems to utilize in the most abusive sense
on come back for revenge with crueler intents than Lazarus events
when actual doom impends, I star trek with kombayshi maroon defense
I never brood regret, rather lose my head and lie in a grave
Stack riches, mac bitches, out to get it because a crime always pays
A modern day Goliath and Dave that’s combined in one frame
Who’s a stone’s throw away from a giant when my prides in the way
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