Versace 9/11, your bitch can rot in Heaven I cut her head off like Kevin Spacey in Seven Some bitches be bitches, some bitches be whores But nigga, she was so fat, she like 20 Michael Moores Your girl's pussy looks like the Twin Towers After I fucked her so hard, she was passed out for hours Ain't got no Rick Ross cup, she know what I did That pussy so cheap, sold to the highest bid Call me Osama when I'm hijacking your planes And call me Obama when I wiretap your brains My lyrics are insane When I go hard like Jackson in Snakes on a Plane Motherfucker I'm the best, is that even a question? Cause when I walk out on your bitch she goes into deep depression And when I walk up into Congress, they don't need to hold election I'm the Black Messiah, bitch, and this shit is now in session Н.ТК