[Verse | Female rapper, smoky raspy voice, American accent throughout] I’m never Simple Danny in fact I’m aching with pain in my Brain for Being lyrically insane, far from plain I got Bars so Complex the See far past the plains, soar over like planes, I see the hobnobs as Clustered up oats and grains countin up every Strain I rewrote the story to Separate Structured lanes so you seniors wouldn’t be stuck as I finger fuck your Brains, you seniors suck it’s Shame, your hobnobs entered got gobbled like Candy Canes, you looking at annie names you See nursery nanny games, lyrics tickle your Candy brain as I lyrically brand you lames this my Playground I’m Creating a brand new lane I Brought Elements to horrorcore to the likes you’ve Never Seen so Deep and developed you where Searching for 17 but Couldn’t outlast your fuckin dreams, I left circling your brain like decorated memes They play it, replay it, still berate it, I’m hated in admiration Filed complaints, signed their names, then added a declaration One door marked seventeen, you built sixteen more for decoration Licked the icing, missed the filling, self-inflicted deprivation Sweet treats, mean streaks, my nursery’s steeped in depravation Three suits plead a truce, I’ve got seats for the deputation Chairs scrape, grins fade, now they’re lined up in death formation Hands shaking, plans breaking, wishing Lexi could be more patient
