Chapter VI: Sick Calls
Cise Starr
[Verse 1: Cise Starr]
Supernova loser, bust a new maneuver
Never was slick, but I need to be the ruler
Dark side blues on a space station lunar
Ride a pale horse, Amstels in the cooler
Death before dishonor, got the nerve and then I called her
Told her "I ain't coming home" putting on armor
Going deep in the war zone in the drama
This shit so thick, bodies pile like lasagna
Fuck this, I ain't even getting on the star ship
Rocking so hard, I'm about to get nauseous
Teeth, Killmore, pull yourself together
Laying on the beat so cold, get a sweater
Teeth white hot, just lowered your blood pressure
Leave holes in the dressers, laser, laser...