My brain zero to infinity in no time flat
Chewed the fat, Jehoshaphat, cosigned that
Believe him
Son aint lie l i'm a funnAY guy
Told yahweh it's ma way or the highway
What i say go
Would i play? No.
Take a spa day kill ya crew
Until u feeling this too in the pit of your belly where that fat sweaty deli meats'll turn into
jelly til you shit it out too
Chew a couple benzos
Just so i can blend tho
Trust me i aint tryin to get fucked up
I'm too mellow plus i fear death
The breath of the reaper rest in my ether
That aint the most flattering feature

Art school major philosophy minor plowing through Hume at a diner looking for the finer
points of existentialism in the liner notes looming in the back scribbling public enemy
quotes
Lord willin, I'm chillin like a Garth Ennis villain
It’s endless killin, my pen is illin, need penicillin
The new bird flu, I’m feelin guilty in a sense
Pleading innocence, eating after dinner mints
While these cowards actin stupid dense
I’ll be out in Maui gettin rowdy with the Supermensch
Threw a wrench in the proceedings
Spoke French for the whole meeting
Ah oui then
Hold my soulmate close in the cold evening
Knowing moments like those are so fleeting
I’m Basho with the haiku
Sky’s blue when I’m roamin around Hyrule
Play the ocarina, stop and pop n lock in rock arenas
Do hip-hop collage Bahamadia
Rhyme or reason, no idea
You’re befuddled in the best way
Soliloquies you won’t get until the next day
Say hello to the stumbling drunk he’s on his stool again,
The no good, down and dirty rotten pale hooligan,
He’s losing his touch, Trust no one,
He’s not sober, For over 10 minutes,
The kids just not kosher, What a joker,
Living a hoax, Smoke and mirrors,
White as a ghost, Have a toast, Hold ya spirits,
Don’t go near him, He soaking in beer,
Hoping to cope with his fears,
Barely coherent,
Still fighting the good fight though,
In his own head, He feeling like a maestro;
Let the dice roll, leaving it up to luck,
Hoping that up above, they believe in the ugly fuck,
Watching them things tumble is giving em, Such a rush,
The gangs all here, But nobodies huddling up,
Lucky us, seems the glitters is gold,
He’s a loner roaming solo on the yellow brick road,

Lord help me, the youth losing health
All selfies and no knowledge of self
New offer

My mind in a flyin saucer
Left from bets on the television set
Life is what it costs ya
People gettin stabbed in my city
Over petty shit,
Not caring what you ready with
Low key
livin in the gritty
Wearing clothes that my friends give me
Life isnt pretty
Raw, just like your connect get
Before it ever even took its first step
Yeah the kid slick
Get around like a cow lick
Olive oil plated
Like Popeyes dick
Pull up quick, leave em with the case and point
High stakes, gettin caught with some beef and a joint
Amountin the troop
And we spoutin the truth
Jack knifin in the fountain of youth