I see in twenty twenty in Bastard

I see…me killin all the masters

Picasso in blood upon plasters

Painting patiently, not faster

Since infancy, a disaster

Spittin venom, I got ten blasters

Cataclysm in the vision

Snakin through greener pastures with hissin

Changes leaving some glistens

Fuck knowin I got it, I’m blind, I’m so fuckin blissful

All these others, cryin and wishful

I got no mo money for tissue

Rollin my eyes inside

Ain’t ya happy I am dyin

Hold on, I be lyin

I’m just motherfuckin high

Peepin the infinite design

Infinite signs

Infinite sighs

Infinite sides

Peepin the infinite inside