Songtexte Prospect Park - Matthew 508

30 for the 30, I was choking off the moon rocks
Chest pains, coca in the tube socks
Joker and the Riddler, I was Fiddler on the Rooftops
Busy in the city then to treatment in the boondocks
Play Amazing Grace on the jukebox
Lunchtime goulash
Crunch time, crack of dawn
Early morning scrambling companions were the dew drops
Nuanced, the smoke alarms were beepin'
I was sleepin on them futons
Coconut Ciroc with the screw tops
Dogs robotic like Jimmy Neutron's
Hard bread that was croutons
I'm Robinson Cano I'm hittin' moonshots
I politic alone, I'm a party of one
Just started and I'm already done
To be this hot I had to fall from the sun, I'm spitting' flu shots
True prophet I'm the godlier one

And I'm eradicating fallacies
The K was nastier than cavities
We catch him lurking, do the Duracell and
Serve him up the batteries, and burn him like some calories
I'm into maximizing salaries
ENV and the bros will wipe his nose like it was allergies
The cavalry, always hold it down on the ground like it's gravity
Rappers doing bad, half his album was travesty
I bagged the ballerina
At the Galleria, keeper of the master keys
My shit is terminal, I'm past diseased
Peep the vertical, I'm past Embiid
Collab with me, I'm a party of one
Just started and I'm already done
To be this hot I had to fall from the sun
In a Prada tee, seeing commas I'm the godlier one