Prefix Freestyle

Stuck in my character arc Like it's apparent I'll plot Mass destruction in bars Your doomsday comes across Like crucifixions of God Staying affixed to bars Using nothing but vox To get haters to stop In their tracks to applaud Can't runaway like a train Even I carry the freights Odds of me trying to change Almost remain the same As they pertain to my pockets I wish they would blow up, inflate Like a temper tantrum, no stopping Like meltdowns, I've been Nuclear, the winter Getting foul, I get Colder and triggered Rhymes, I'ma simp Hot-headed, a figure Meant to belittle Belate and hit 'em Early then send them To a freezer Next to Goku I keep seeking Ways to conclude Angles I reach end Up too damn obtuse Spelling angels correct Just go ahead pretend That I spat that shit Like way back when Before the wins and respect It blows that this stress Still haunts my spits Time evolves, I get Younger, not older Age was a number Thought I could fold up Till I was told that I could just force some To give in remorseless To stop all the talking Show time, I'll show up The crowds will be going Like Jocelyn Flores Often I make more sense To run from all life Embracing the death In all of its breadth Forever in its debt Revelations I got Jesus tossing me off Inside of a lake Made of fire and harsh Materials I saw Would you like a taste To play a little game With this tall jigsaw Keep you all puzzled With every single song