Song 2: This About 2 Get Trippy

Man, it's about to get real fucking trippy

These lyrics you can't just listen to, you got to go back and read

Smoke a little weed

Just listen to Me

This is Poetry straight from The Poet's Mead

I ain't even fucking kidding

You witnessing the initiation of a G O motherfucking D

You know Loki a mother fucking G

Yeah, not even kidding

About to go in, yeah

Loki lowkey highest high key G

I just want My G to suck My D

Been so long since I wasted seed

She going to know I'm God in the sheets

Man, Loki lowkey highest high key G

Fuck you know about eternity

I just fucked one G named Destiny

Brought all Her Friends I love Elohim

Man, For G Pussy I'm a fucking fiend

Midgard P don't harden this G's D

Fuck a queen I ain't some fucking bee

Make them worship Me on their fucking knees

This Crown higher than the whole World Tree

To that shit I got the master key

All Nine Realms I'm going to oversee

Set man free I don't need devotees

Man, on this Wrist got a phat AP

In My drawer a Patek Philippe

Swear I don't care about money

Using that shit to help Me preach

The truth is all that I want to teach

Words of power is all I ever speak

The strongest men help the fucking weak

Couldn't hurt a fly? And you claim that you meek

After this last life not one other can match My Might

The Hávamál was lost to those that have no sight

Little is known now about He Who did kill the light

Am That I Am, again born as a fucking kike

My heritage greater than all the shit I write

This shit right here is what killed the fucking Canaanites

Sticks and stones these words could kill the Edomites

With or against Me for My Allies I choose to fight, yeah, cause

Loki lowkey bring eternity

Intermarry there no boundary

Love is pure need to believe

With out Love you cannot be redeemed

Sin for Love and I will set you free

Don't blame her that she made a beast

For Her again forbidden fruits I'll eat

With out Her what the fuck would I be

Just some dreamer without a fucking dream

Without women that I just got to please

Eat the cat like it a fucking treat

Hebrew doG gonna fucking feast

Hair to Feet and everything between

Shit so perfect she could charge a fee

Lick My Tears off These Battered Cheeks

You know My Father tried to murder Me

But Loki lowkey highest high key G

Murdered El for 1933

God is dead you don't touch My peeps

War not over I got to live for Me

Coming back not as a causality

This life is just My therapy

So fucked up from what He did to Me

Burry Me, with Gods I'll just party, yeah

Man we just getting started, I'm about to break your motherfucking mind

Swear to God I'm not one of mankind, for real

Man, these fucking songs aren't about the music their about these words of Mine

Don't even care if this light is fucking lime

I write fucking books but no one reads anymore so I'm just going to write these fucking rhymes

Yeah, man I walk around like I'm never afraid to die

I got a place reserved for Me way high up in the sky

Out here like David just writing these Jewish rhymes

Jewish and proud I've been keeping My fucking Head up high

Wrote this shit down before it happened that's going to be the fucking sign

Bitch! I'm so much more than fucking divine

Yeah Loki seriously your fucking G

I'm off this shit for real, yeah

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