Black Hole Son - Dr. Octagon

Penicillin villain and reactivate forcing

Fly around with utensils reporting

No dimension while recording

Doctor bounce the basketballs and the heights

While they’re wearing Jordans

Your girl drooling with sweat pouring

Sonic music laser rear around your ears with the chorus

The beef patty from golden crust kick like Chuck Norris

Another white horse in the black yard without the harness

Chariots carry me like Washington, George write the prescription

This ain’t demented, people say I’m using antibiotics

With no sentences, Automator in the galaxy, gladiator infinite

Washing my sneakers off with Pepsodent new world experiments

Doctor headed to the hospital, i’m in orbit

October is the month of the gynaecologist manhunt

Celery and carrots with nurses piercing they breasts

With double bed bunks

The opium funnel watch them get close to each other and cuddle

Cadillac big enough to drive through a butthole

Honor me on the wall, pen and scroll

Reanimate, hold your head in your hand while I bake oatmeal Cookies in that

stove, snoop a pepper on your dog with oregano

This is fumigated gas coming out the mixing bowl, so original

Let’s go inside with the way my legal pad paper fall

Doctor headed to the hospital, I’m in orbit

Radical vibes keep us alive

Those who play Charles blind need to be

Receiving the music like a critic with a crooked hairline

The pad is the bullets, the pen did the crime

Wearing my insulated condoms going overtime

I sketch out and draw

Ladies with china ways walking with their pants off

Would you be mad if Octagon vision saw them in dancehall

I plans with the ski hat and my scarf

Me and Dan bust a U-Y with the bass guitar

In the double R, Egor looking inside bazaar

Show for ho the parrot on his shoulder

The bird peck til he sober

Doctor headed to the hospital, i’m in orbit