I’m the AirBorn Virus, last shit you hear after Plane Crashes
Me status spreads vast across the atlas a Flame Rapper
Fucks fame, hear Dark from London to the underground Road
Of thunder, me mates call me a God, I boasts of Zeus Mold
My fuse is set to blow, call in yee Marshals it’sa Fire Hazard
Cuz my entire matter is like Jet Fuel mixed w/Pryos &Lacquer
Nitro prolific Master, powerful enough to hold ten Lions
On one shoulder &Tame four with a whip casted in Iron
The lot of my topics are dragstic warning sirens me Mates
Pre-Warned of tha Tyrant that Rapes the pussies of Thee fakes
Elevate off beef like Tree Snakes hunting their prey
I got something to say, and it’s fuck your ranting your gay
Go fuck off and live out dreams with your Bi Sexual Life Partner
I’m Cumming for your Asses, it’s Tha Flexible Strife Martyr
Making life harder with an erect Javelin throughout your corridor
Fuck writtens, I keystyle more and more, envy this..sign Your Ill-usions