JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 244 haha oh wow i tried to walk in the grammies on Sui Omni 47 and they showed me the way out, but they didnt realize im a fucking princess. i astrally projected myself out of there faster than the security could get me. why dont i have my grammy yet tho back to the kitchen back to the grinding soda poppin trappin lets make it happen
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 251 what if earth never existed and we all lived in virtual simulations but it stopped working so they had to pull the plugs and come up with a shit reason damn
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 253 the true meaning of christmas? sure, give me a million pixels and a bottle of hennessy, ill tell u
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 256 lil flop ad libs are tight i rly like that pffffffbttttt sound he makes i think the masses are going to agree with me, with a nice reverb and some autotune itll sell like space pancakes
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 257 that fucker ate our contract tho his fate is sealed hahahahaha yung honey entertainement might or might not be a secret organization that controls the universe the "yungminati"
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 262 everytime i look in your eyes and im reminded theres so much more to life... where did i put my slurpee
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 267 itll be summer soon on tetanus. time to drop a hot album. summer jams. business is going well. lil flop still making the weird sounds. apparently, tarmixer wants to sue me. what the fuck. you havent even dropped a single mixtape and u wanna sue me? thought we were brothers. thought we rode together. same ppl that ride with u, say theyll die for u, u give them royalty and then they try to put u down. fuck the industry man. fuck that. yung honey entertainment. the castle gets bigger, the walls get taller. the royalty gets thinner. only the elite remains. the REAL sisters & brothers. same people that say they'll blast for you, next day they literally blasting FOR YOU. smh this industry.
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 269 its like im caesar and she like rufus or whoever killed that dork i dont care now i got a label record under my mattress, a pistol under my pillow, and choppers in the closet i never been a deep sleeper man thats like mATERIAL FOR MY ALBUM kEEP SUEING ME
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 270 i dont care about ur baby mama drama anymore shit im a literal princess fuck u squares cubically man i literally walk barefoot in rust and all type of nasty shit everyday for you people and this is how you thank me like i show love to yall like we family and you throw my lil heart o nthe ground and jump on it well ill be in a billionaire pretty boy club cruiser in space sipping on bacardi smelling of bad advice and luxury shampoo
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 276 beside my lawyer is untouchable sister no way ur getting at my throat sueing me in my primetime whats all this talk naw baby naw baby i work them long night shifts i work even graveshifts and this is my reward i cant believe ive been so angry for so long i need to do something like throw paint on a canvas call it post modern or some shit ive been getting into visual arts tho tbh i put paint on my bentley, rolled up on a canvas, call it "swerve" straight to the modern art museum of stark or someplace idk
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 279 what's the deal with avesmingo? can taste "however u want" i wanted it to taste like love it was disgusting here i am throwing up all my inside
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 282 all these factions the rubsbutt urrmadurr the SCUM the nasal empire carrot leak corporation hyena democracy and none of them know yung honey entertainment is secretly holding all the strings im talking g strings heehehehe we ballin
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 283 man i wonder where the heck is my homeboy astora, probably riding with john, doing knightly stuff just savin villagers, killin dragons, and some other chivalrous bs, riding off in the wooden bentley i got mad respect for these knights
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 286 i see you respecting me when im in tetanus fields next to u, giving me pound like we folks, and shit talking my music on spacebook i wrote this diss track 4 u im releasing it as soon as im done producing you see, im kinda like a big deal I only got time for slick feel tar drinker uh? get on par, drinker. meet mr. popular stay on your ms. regular the reason your system need to listen? cause my vision is beyond your reason words more potent than kluex na, don't cry, here some kleenex I do it like the Astral Empire, I annex what else you expect, get wrecked don't diss me back cause I ain't got time for your plea im on a spree, don't be like your dad baby girl, don't skree hey-hey-hey, see me back on Avalon, dressed like an amazon made it up to the council your achievements? im doubtful bring the guns, I got my pencil hit the drums, I'm presidential I'm like, TAA-HA-haha get on my level, stupid sewer floran I'm the devil, what are ya? a peasant I'm charon and you're a walking rose of sharon Sueing me, what kind of talk is that? Spurgle got to your head, little brat I got means to put you in the cemetary, motivation and determination step out of my fucking territory, yeah this is yung nation Heads up, fire in the hole, I'm on my Deschemblaine prime cause my words building an army, can you feel the rhyme? your shit ain't worth a dime, my style you mime and you can never touch the sublime you need to learn your place, take your time stop eatin from my plate, I might commit a crime face the czar, Tar, I'll leave more than a scar you're just leaf paper for my cigar switch up, now your tribe name is teardrinker and you're gonna get high off your own supply, sucker WILL RELEASE ON MIX TAPE I HATE U TAR DRINKER SINCERELY, YUNG SMOOCH
JOURNAL LOG ENTRY 287 man i should have mentioned she touched my shlong in the song wow a rhyme im so good
