In the kitchen, cats snitchin. Rappin writtens, sit back n kickin. Girls smitten, resonated. Escalated, then penetrated. It’s massive, I crashed it. Hid n stashed it, girls ecstatic. Death is black, the blood pours. Fitted hat, from the store. Guns n swords, an escapade. I hold a blade, do swat raids. High pressure, I’ll rob ya sweater. No time for weather, i leave you severed. Bleed the better, ya need help. Cards delt, it was felt. Things made, a ring for the brave. I sting in raids, ain’t a thing to cave.