Kevin L Horne and a collaborator trade rapid-fire rap verses packed with hyperbolic imagery: private jets, G5 aircraft, cannibalistic eaters, and a jungle without a coat. The boast is grounded in loyalty to family and a mission bigger than themselves.
Let's get it. Hop off a 16-passenger, this a G5, no, this not a Challenger.
Big one.
I keep some members with me in the fridge, get cold seas, they some cannibals. Eaters. They like to geek geek, drink a whole bottle, wake up and repeat. Damn. She took a look, missed it with the— Chill out. Now she say she seen it in 3D. Wow. I go in the jungle and ain't got a coat, I bet I come out with a meme. I bet I do this shit for the fam, 'cause this shit bigger than me. Big. Color thumbs in my infinity link, and in the factory masterpiece. I call him twin, could that be my brother? We got the same roller, he match
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