Krum

It's rolling off the tongue I'm carrying a body hung From dank flame to black lung Keeps me highly strung You sung a song to earn some crumbs I rap for big sums Ideas slowly moving East like Victor Krum Lotus Sutra turn the page I grew another eye My mind begins to fly I'm relatively high Floating through the clouds Intrigued by ornithology Inhale my chest is proud Expunge a breath dichotomy I'm only eighteen I'm a fucking rap prodigy Hospital drew blood red That shit Akai Not Solo I'm so low Lowly homies call me mister no hoes Holy smokes I blew your system when you hit the red Readily replace that shit I'm hoarding speaker heads Head to space when I speak Or you'll be pumped with lead Everyone call me to vent But they don't want two cents This shit don't make sense Fucking up always unkempt Suck it up bitch Everyone call me to vent But they don't want two cents This shit don't make sense Fucking up always unkempt Suck it up bitch be a man Everyone call me to vent But they don't want two cents This shit don't make sense Fucking up always unkempt Suck it up bitch be a man Suck it up bitch be a man Suck it up bitch be a man