It's Antarctic weather but I'm still a heartless devil with awesome weapons that will pop and wet you
Talking reckless will get you shot and welped quick
My mind she'll shocked and dimpled with psychotic mental that drive my thoughts
And interest to stop my living
But I'm hot when I rock in and ripping
And my pockets knots are vixens im the guy label off in missing that looks hot and litted
No matter what the mission
Stop talking listen before I off your temple
Then I dip you flip you then I remix you
Don't get the visual I speak vivid with my scriptures
I'm Mr you heading for second but I'm going for the triple
Seeking figures when I enter the mixture can't control my temper serving like a vendor welcome to my picture