You may now proceed to level 5 gentelmen
[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