Death March II (Freestyle!)

[Verse]
Perilous for your paramour
Protection - bring a pair or more
In more ways than one this shit compares to war
While spinning a tale, I channel monsoon energy
I’m too heavenly
I’m what you’ll never be
Set the pace I’m rapacious with it
Ran the race, my name don’t have a Tay or a K within it
Your beat scene elevates when you put Kay within it
One vocal take laid will split yo frame like a razor lifted
Truly owning your shit - that’s based
You sashay and ass shake past a past flame
Miss me with that mate
Kill your past self and the oppressor within you
Toss the trauma and the burner
Amongst the monsters doing murders
Rappers stuck between the Tom McDonald’s and the Macklemore’s
Had to fuck with me, my oblongata set to maximum force
Collapse your lungs, you’ll bleed from every pockmark, leaky gash, and sore
Till half you fuckers leaning like a slalom on the track you forced
We live in scary times, no guarantee of quick pay
But I think it’s important you see it this way
Perpetual monsoons, things will get swayed
Not in your favor, just a take a breath and quick break
Butterflies in your stomach turn into switchblades
Anarchist optimism buddy, I picked me this fate
Aiyyo, Savan DePaul be the ominous
Imma body shit
Bitch I’m heavy like Sonagi riffs
What!

[Outro]
Brown body, scalp speckled ivory
Its dictation leaned towards its head color
Talons wrapped around whatever hydra necks it spots