He wasn't even rapping fast

Like a dope fiend opening up a bottle of dopamine, You’re just hoping he don’t get rope for your throat to choke anything
Oh and just think how dope he could be if he smoked anything, Oh, there goes the bell, the sound of the opening ding
I hit you as hard as barbiturates in the ribs with a switch, And stitch you at the same time before you can flinch to it

I'd rather be hiding alone like some Ewoks
Up in tree tops
Creeping around like I'm T-Boz
Steeping the grounds in my teapots
But I'm Steve Jobs
On my Apple updating my E-Shops
Eat a apple a day, take a brief pause
Take a nap, lie awake in-between sobs
Then I rap and I pray and the grief stops
My ego take cheap shots
Can't believe how she speak to me
She talks like it's neat pushing buttons like key fobs
Well good day, b****, I'm writing this beat knocks
Tryna pen classics like Reeboks
Or Greek thoughts or a Fleet Fox
And teach a good message like Aesop's
That stick to my skin just like grease spots
So forget all the things that my dreams cost
Yeah, I'm getting my kicks, f*** some clean socks
Ice cold, we living like freeze pops
Cause I'm gonna take licks while I defrost
Divest from your demons, and weak stocks
And invest in your team 'til your scene pops
It might mean wearing jeans 'til the seam pops
But don't wait like Dre did with Detox
No hate hinder me, I will clean clocks
Like today, I can't play, I don't give f***s
I won't change what I say, take your screenshots
Yeah, I'm just being me that's what she wants
And this might seem weird cause a dream stops
When you wake up but for the sake of
Finding peace, no sleep when you dream jobs
Now please, go be who you dream of

Without context "In a paddy wagon with six teens" sounds like such a creepy line

Prob something Big said in Victory

saints row 2 has the best radio out of any game

One of my favorite verses when I was younger.

Raw poems, bury your body in catacombs
Rip your soul from your limbs
Like brims from Jim Jones
In the Twilight Zone, we disperse cowards
Vampires that stalk earth on reverse hours
Night calls, we target your facade
My latitude is God, darts out my jaws leave eternal scars
You're left breathin' out of tube straws by the marksmen
Harnessin' science for demolishin' the charlatan
Raps will make you parallax
My domain has power to block synapses inside veins
War shots fired off by the army-type warlocks
Devil's plan is to have you drip from the Clorox
Beast decieving us, ways devious
With stolen heat, like Prometheus
Elements rushing you back to hell again
Illadelphians crushing your skeleton to f***ing gelatin