Outro (HWH7)

Lyrics

[Monologue: Keisha Plum] I'm spittin' on niggas' souls Daydreams of bullet holes Pretty face with a heart made of stone Sociopath on a throne And niggas still catchin' love Jones High off Keisha Plum prose Silk taffeta by Alexander McQueen Most hated like Idi Amin Niggas is phony, they weak to me Poetry painted like a Paleo masterpiece Champagne bubble bath, the angel of death sings to me Hitler Wears Hermes 7, but you won't make it to heaven Sadistic thoughts like Adolf with a third eye Pistol down your throat, can't wait to hear your mom's cry Griselda, by Fashion Rebels