The Cleanse (Feat. Walter West)

Three? I'm more excited than Jordan's eyelids and dos more pilots
Gore and violence, hold my sword and knife as I go inside it (you'll)
Go in silence, dumped y'all in portapotties and wore medallions
Haters are shorter sighted, fall divided, I'm Mordecai-ing
Sit close to the king - y'all just want some important parties
Bored of thotties, need me a potent Audi and shawty's Saudi
Woo - lately, God and I are really friends, but the
Murder's just a means to an end, it's the cleanse
Killing those that rap like I hate the season, killing
Foes, seminal, it's the major deacon, seventy
Two, ready know the booth's glacier freezing, in this
Show, if not Satsuki, man, I'll say it's treason
(Poción) the bets on the table, I'm cutting the cable, you suckers need Tylenol
(Damn) I body like Stayble, she's willing and able, I lift her chin nice and slow
(Aye) it's the song of fables, brace for it like Mabel, I'm taking the Clorox, removing the
Label, feed y'all with a ladel as my shawty cradles, declares it all fatal and wait for the siren call

Inside, I'm dirty
Y'all rappers irk me
Don't think you heard me, it's a means to an end, bro, there's no
Need to pretend, instead just know it's the cleanse

Inside, I'm dirty
Y'all never heard me
Shawty's just a means to an end, it's the cleanse

Alright, it's me vs three flirts in Polo t-shirts and Uggs, dick
Addictive as dope and they eager to research the drug, make one
OD, let one go free to rehab 'till she relapse, and she strapped, so
I get top until she dislocate her kneecaps; recap from
Nights inside tu madre 'cause your mom is a skank, she asked if
I'm down for a train but I ain't Thomas The Tank, head to your
Aunt's like "stop what you're doing and please strip for me"
MOOD? SpongeBob at the Bubble Bowl, sweet victory, I'm
Trippin', shrooms got me seeing spirits at night, rappers
Holifield, bitch, I'm coming for your ear with the "Mike", lyrics get
Tight as that bikini on Rasputia at the water park, I'm
Breaking racists jaws apart and breaking niggas daughters hearts
Damn, applying pressure, how do you handle it?
Self-reflection flexing I'm fresh in some FUBU flannel shit
Caricature content, I came to animate the grid
If you mad then you can slit your wrist like Hannah Baker did, bitch

Inside, I'm dirty
Y'all rappers irk me
Don't think you heard me, it's a means to an end, bro, there's no
Need to pretend, instead just know it's the cleanse

Inside, I'm dirty
Y'all never heard me
Shawty's just a means to an end, it's the cleanse

Hold up, can you vision DAX in this accurate?
Some won't think I'm Christian after this, mad as shit
Activist, I'm never adequate, had to just
Ban the manners, listen God exists, pastor, it's
True, I'm preaching the doggone truth
ZR, lock on you, bzar, we are
Three star Super Sentai like the
Saban group and I got proof
Gurren internet, I log on too
Got good friends and great friends, but who are the fake friends
Kitchen whipping singing Peace with no apron, no
Worries 'cause wifey's here making the same thing
DJ D-A-X, The Tape is amazing
Concepts undefeated, girlfriend, never needed
What you mean conceited? Any beat, I eat it
Stains my Christ deletes, albeit be I knee deep in the cleanse