My mama leaned under those Long Beach lemon trees She picked the brightest one when she was pregnant with me You see, that’s how I got my love for the bittersweet Love’s a fleeting thing, it always seems to slip away from me So I sit here reminiscing on those bright sun shiny days before love packed up and said I’ll miss you Bae. But he left me this bright little stone I keep in my pocket It was smoothed by that snow-fed brook where I felt my first moment of bliss So as sit here across from you, let’s raise our glass and say cheers to those very few who gave us those fleeting moments and the feeling of true love’s first kiss To be held tight for the first night – on that first time That boy would grow into the man who held me thousands of nights You see life is so bittersweet but I pluck that lemon from that tree Because love doesn’t happen everyday But I’ll send it on its way Here’s a kiss from me Even fleetingly

I want this track to drip like velvet from my hips Water my boy sips from deep cherry lips effervescence – mimosa lessons Harlem fly – I’m giving lessons never stressing Don’t worry I handle my eight benji electric bill My verses kill – they electric drill Flaming mics from French Guiana, South Sudan I slay like Dirty Diana before Mike told that bitch take a hike This that shit we bang in the whip My man got that firm grip, quiet like hallow tips He licks maracuyá licorice off my nips then moves to my hips (Oooooo) This that sound The deep hollow drum before my verse hits the ground Men follow me I’m Moses over here parting the Red Sea I’m the new matriarch Poisonous as monarchs Viceroy you be, you mimic me You’re the seed I’m the water, if I leave, you cease to be I’m the autumn killing you trees I bleed UV – bask in it I’m cancerous Thank me much for keeping it clutch I see I inspire you go write a dope verse or two and maybe you can up your game drive fast enough to enter my lane and see me fly like Geraldine I know you don’t get the reference, take a history lesson Geraldine Mock 1964 go look it up Why I always gotta be the one to show you bitches what’s up

I want this track to drip like velvet from my hips Like water my boy sips from deep cherry lips Never stressing – mimosa lessons Harlem fly – I’m giving lessons Don’t worry I handle my own I’m flaming mics from French Guiana, South Sudan I slay like Dirty Diana before Mike told that bitch – take a hike This that shit we bang in the whip My man got that firm grip – quiet like hallow tips He licks maracuyá licorice off my nips then moves to my hips (Oooo) This that sound: The deep hollow drum before my verse hits the ground Kiss the hollow of my neck smelling of Peat moss and foxglove Brown flesh pressed against smooth wax with my bars etched into it The illest shit Make those kicks lick Feeling me wet against your lips The brook smoothing the stone Deep buttered rum My man’s making me —— Beats running on and on When he’s finished me thrice We call that midnight My deep baritone Come take me home Sweet as fat-washed Scotch Open the shades I want the neighbors to watch

I got some shit I’ve gotta get of my chest Sometimes, I wish I could put one in these bitches’ heads Girl, we think you’ve really got it From where we sit, you better start bodying shit Take them radio hits, put your bars on top of it That’s how you get out the underground (ya living in) Man, fuck that shit I love the underground Dark hollow My rats and I will run you cats to the ground Your queen wept when she saw my razor flush up against your neck Deeper than Missile silos We the children gonna hollow out ya eyes While your only sight Is the darkness of night This my kingdom, of endless time The other day I made a vulture cry Tears welled up deep in those beady eyes Told these rats are mine It’s sweet starvation time Let the calcium leach out your bones When the protein is gone your feathers will turn blond Life’s a parasite too Your own will start feeding on you to hold on to a few waking moments Let the water drip Yo, let’s listen to it Put on my favorite dress, spun out of cobwebs The Red Queen, after they filled me with lead And they left me for dead, Bitch should have put one in my head (pop pop) cuz I resurrect instead Now my tunnels run red with me at the head of Satyrs and wolves We go outside only to howl at the moon silver of the new moon Pluck it from the sky That’s my new knife: Tsetse Fly I Just for fun, we went back in time To this pub dimly lit This man I trusted, he said No seats left, except this one on my lap I say yes Let me introduce you to Tsetse Fly I keep him laced with Trypanosoma brucei When the sleeping sickness sets in That’s when the fever begins I know you always dreamed of me topping you Now I’m the the incubus compressing your chest The whore atop the beast with three heads The one the Christians all dread When you shadow this rhyme, don’t fucking hit my line Cuz I know what they said: That girl’s unholy wicked Ungodly Maybe even a Wiccan When the rapture comes, she’ll lose her head First time I heard that I was only ten, cuz I had a fairytale book in hand She said upstairs to bed, no dinner for you Ungodly child, you And I’m taking your books from you Preachers wife thought she was setting me right Ironic right? Holy people, their souls are crippled On and off the dust, they ain’t no one we can trust Where was I Oh yes, Tsetse Fly I love him almost as much as I love my mic He fillets rappers too Boy, we’d love to dance with you Put that needle in that smooth groove Put your hands around my waist My arms around your neck Pick me up, Lovers to bed Dark fae will dance around my head I love my roses red But the soil went bad So, I’ll gut you, paint them instead Where’s your little white rabbit? That bitch my new Autumn jacket I’m the oil spilled on the rug The stain you’d rather be blood I’ll love you like a son The enoch a mother shunned Before you dance in my night make sure winter solstice ain’t in sight Cuz that night, my cloak runs across the sky I’m choking out all the daylight The Arctic wind is mine Boreas blows on my time and I’m the cold chill running deep through your spine I’ll love you like a son The enoch a mother shunned That’s the cold shit I’m on

Ancient Goddess cloaked in the night Walk on the roof, you see her light Starlight, fire burns bright Nebula bright, wish to keep her in sight You dream of her kiss beg for taste of her lips Open her hips Water lily succulent kiss Water drips, what kind of venom is this? Obtain, chain, insane beg for red in her veins Life of an ancient thing Don’t play with that which you can’t understand Only a King can break her chain Turn it to desert sand, but he can’t take her hand It’s not about being a king It’s being the flame who touches the world with beauty he brings Lights up the eyes of those little feet and hands of the next generation Now I’m hearing my man fantasy again fur against breasts leather in hand his caress deep baritone he takes me home On his lap Hands slap, slap my ass Cheeks flush red lips blush endless lush swallow him up it’s not enough pick me up violent crush back bends like a lotus under the weight of monsoons notorious beats in the background only sound Spit Smooth Venom verse Fuck, he’s a curse Never wanted it worse Puts pussy in a hearse He’s the illest verse Now he’s gone two thousand eight hundred miles home LA is warm but I’m the sun and the nightingale’s song He’ll soon come – won’t be long or I’ll summon the storm Little swallow tail winds hard to follow Gut you like a deer shot for the tallow while Boreas blows Arctic cold nights adorn fat burns warm so I weather the storm Ancient Goddess cloaked in the night walk on the roof you see her light Starlight Fire burns – nebula bright