Very rough lyrics

I know it may sound strange to y'all
But we are the limitless, get in with this
Weightlessness, anxious, ain't this ridiculous
Getting n*ggas scared sh*tless
And unfit to witness bliss, so best wishes
To the b*tches with which you sleep
Sheep leaping up the beds
Feet deep into your dreams
I bet your moms out
Sipping palm zombies off the leap
Control creativity on peek
Seeking relief between- on beats
You know time ain't cheap
Gotta progress because I invest in heat
And not the heat that make you leap
But the heat I speak
Sort of like the kind you eat beef in
Cheese at Miccy-D's with
But ain't you're sticky [?] seizures be
G7 on my first nimbus cloud to Greece
Taking pictures with Aphrodite
Loving life and peace
[?] got me high, wow, I unleash
Lion speech, rawring boring
Teeth into motifs
Demon souls lead in worthless merciless lies
Leaving hurter
Working for gods legion he heard the cry
So indeed that it one day fly
So if I breathe my sky and see my people p*ssed
I push aside my pride to ship this business
Viciously, viscerally left my [?] to be
Big boss [?]
I'm talking about long-beach specifically
You can't get rid of me
I'm infinitely more than the capacity
Demons may get mad at my apathy
My happy be they travesty
Raving up they stories, be a tragedy
Romantic comedy, you best amity-
Uh- you best honor me, the future
Space based odyssey
Honestly if monsters want to box I got the bomb
It's arm and hammer jabs the bag them
Tantrums on wax
Bigger than fat toes and gold pack magnums
That goes for the remainder of my dangerous rein
I stay woke, insane
Gang banging wasn't really my thing
I thought about it, it was dumb, I had to move on man
It kind of wasn't worth the pain of my possible loss
Just to be a hood boss
I'm already king of my dreams
All my energy goes into what I rap and I sing
It gets agonizing when n*ggas don't want to listen
And speaking is my mission
And fishing for a vision of a
Perfect world and a perfect girl
All these, perks and pearls it just j*rks and whirls
It reminds me of that prehistoric squirrel on Ice Age
Trying to make a hypes wage with mic rage
Words scratch down on the page
Put me in the brain cage agents made
While I'm busting loose
Knocking doofuses, tooth-this-is
Out like they loonses is
I'm tryna make up words as the track pans out
I think I'm sick and tired of trying to be perfect
That didn't rhyme with anything