MIDAS TOUCH

I land where I want

Collapse and haunt or hunt

End and take off, face off, daze off

Running through stars like a maze -ablaze

Blade runner, tomb raider, all danger, no anger

What we mad for?

God says gimmie some more! Yeah!

Gimmie some more!

Flame throwing, Range roving,

Yes, Yes I make that much

Straight zero’s (00000), that’s the account

No my eye account, straight witness

What’s yours? All fours?

Keep that, four flats -flat o’s, hahaha

Four flats is for the rats, run for the cheese

Say cheese, faking sick? Then sneeze lil weezy!

I’m a keep these o’s rolling like a popa and them stones

And no hats, all homes

Mansions and skyscrapers

Windbreakers and whirl shakers

Not too mixy, just touching down

Midas roughing round.