17 v2

If they don't find me, I'm probably making pentagrams or looking for Ari
Maybe putting it on her back, making her feel like her name is Temari
I have a collection of daggers and knives in a sphere like Katana
Give me just 12 months and my soles will polish Ferrari carpets

I don't play Atari, look at the look of my whole crew. Smell of vanilla, taste of strawberry
And I see that princess as a prize, sent my 40 groupies to go and rub
The genie's lamp, I made the wish to be bad and the most marginal trap of the millennium came out now of course they love me, now of course doors open for me

Now ridiculous things rain on me, they think they're very clever by fooling me
Now they like my music and 70% don't understand shit
I'm taking over the whole damn country and you at home worth shit
I'm closer, I'm 17 and still don't have what I expect

Satan writes all the lyrics to me while I make all his fears come true, relax
I'm in pacifist mode and today will be light
Vertebral columns, intestines on my neck and ovaries on my fingers, today will be a bloodbath to show these trappers how much I love them. I'm not satanic but in my room I have 2 vultures and 4 lambs

If you want to fall with me in lyrics, here in hell I'll be waiting for you, rolling a pound of California orange in a leather jacket and if they don't find me, I'm probably drawing schematics causing problems, I'm the first on the most wanted list by the supreme court

I traded Satanism for arithmetic and traded pentagrams for theorems
I became a master in the world of alchemy and traded my candelabras for gems
My music incites hatred, to masturbate while looking at photos of the Zetas, nah just kidding
I'm with the fries and nuggets while the groupies show their tits

I'm sweeping the floor with the triggers and still haven't bought the eagle and the Beretta
The remains of all my enemies I have stored in a suitcase