Übermensch Freestyle

Shut the fuck up in the presence of me
You are not worthy to speak unto me
Glock with the thirty I aim with the beam
Kill all you suckas that’s hatin' on me
Poppin' no percs, I ain’t sippin' on lean
Drag you to hell and I swallow your team
Massacre everything showin' no mercy
I’m never lackin' I’m keepin' one on me
Believin' in god but the demons they cursed me
Blood suckin' bitches they all fuckin' thirsty
Keep ‘em away, ‘cause I stay by my lonely
Hands never bound and they cannot control me
Bow down to none bitch ‘cause I am the king
Kissing the sky I ain’t kissin' no rings
I am the master and you are the fiend
Übermensch, high form of being