*Pewpew* Shot still smoking.... *Coughhh* Throat is choking.... Fonti takes a piss in the snow Na spitting glitter pixie dust blow Away per day get that donut to the office they say Mayday gay bay stop the fucking air plane Fonti is paragliding above all the fame He's a lover to a mother, preacher of the holy glory hole Tastin' like a salty shrimp soaked in rotten guaca whakka mole Sun is shining up all night Cause Luna brings up the fight Na might be from the other side Her shelly fizz burns...