Produced by Evan 'SevidemiC' Ellis for SickMindMedia LLC
lyrics
Don't worry about obtuse shit like funerals. You are soon to go - hurry him out. Call it hot soup, burning your mouth. Still talk about the Dead God working your town and then I leave there. Come step into my zed fog. Beware. Wishy-washy people, let y'all perish thinking that it's all sweet like an e'claire. Lapping every rapper. Enemies shrug with a bleek stare. Me Imperial. They're a lesser thing. Get the brains in my tummy like I'm eating cereal. Superpowers, how I got them, player, guess away. Shun a lame with impressive fame far under my resume. This a regal eye; don't see through the bitch. They lack slagg - need tutelage. Nary a teacher even addressing the rudaments. Seem they're keen to find neglect, but the cooler kid'll come pray to the Imperial. One day, come and see me go. When the weed burn - in my return, come pray to the Imperial.
They claim of painting pics. Me tend to flow vomit. You either ain't or is. These niggas dont got it. I represent wins like a foamposite. If I meet a negative end, I'll keep it no comment. From a street rat, I aint Jonny Dave, but it made me bad. Cry and blaze, soggy page where I inked that early murder, then I finally got the egad moment while steady bowling from a tweek sack. Infection - fuck a damn z-pack. Mumje when I puff a gram. Started grinding, but ain't messing with that huck 'n jam. Made a plan to get a buck and BAM! I OD'd but 11 seconds invested, it showed me that I possess a blessing embedded so free. Ain't no second guessing. I'm a Dope God, get it to my ceremony. Come pray to the Imperial.
credits
from SocioCOMA,
released January 11, 2023
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Evan 'SevidemiC' Ellis for SickMindMedia LLC
Vocals recorded @ SickMindMedia Blue in Compton, CA by Evan 'SevidemiC' Ellis for SickMindMedia LLC
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