Outro - Ideal

Let’s get it on ock, and watch the spot get blown

I be the sick lunatic with the devilish poem

From the mists of the darkness I come with this

Hittin straight, to the chest, like a Primatene mist

Ryzarector, YAH, the fanatical type

I’m like a bat, in the night, when it’s time to take flight

Here I am, in the flesh, and yes I love sess

I’m obsessed, by the sounds, the track posess

Intellectual, killer, special majestical

Ropin up the devils have em hangin from my testicles