[verse] Shit these super powers work Done twerking for a purpose Fire in the hearth Drunk liming is a curse Write poems in the church Drive slowly trough the drive trough Buy a pack of magic Focus on the sanskrit What who's back bitch? (oooohhh)
And im flapping with butterflies New world order still reflected in your lovers eyes Nice sky Baby i could need over a douzen pies Make your hip Still stumble when I’m drunk Don’t fuck with what I want As you plummet in the ocean Fire breath commotion Writers never know we can keep it on that flow shit Give me a —- Will finish later — powertaffy