old school the way i see greats see grace over beat breaks place them chips on the table, but you ain't fucking with the pots that he takes everybody relates seems strange, playing time i'm in all three games never tell you what i'm going to do a bit of what’s happened got my eyes holding their due now grains of sand drop through the hourglass, i watched what's made lose, the materials merely a blade of grass in a monsoon my calm soothes no matter what they call you chicks is spinning round my poll the way a tether ball moves be the air that feathers fall through colors all blue indigo travels, with indica that I put my claws through indicative of a body that works i body your body of work, godly berserk when busting a verse like lodi dodi, we like to party buckle up my subaru moves faster then your bugatti pushing petals like opiates in a vessel loki when i okie doke folks who try to meddle never settled my devils so i’m always on my mettle kettle on, meltin every medal like i’m mao zedong revolutionize the culture, 30 percent bad puffin on the ultra passin to no vultures, but i ain’t tryna insult ya i’m just speaking the truth making dead presidents, i’m john wilkes in the booth all in when i swoop like a coup d’etat swerving in a coupe like a serpent serving food for thought yall say i flew the coop cuz soon as i introduce a thought y’all blew a clot turned your girl into a thot don’t misconstrue it dawg i don’t pray to god or golden idols like the bible writes i’m out of sight like final rites, or blinded mice, i’ll knock you out like iron mike, bring the heat like fire fights then soothe your soul like edelweiss fuck your chick six feet above you getting lucky in them daisy dukes the way she sucks me making me think she used to play the flute they just some basic dudes, never known for raising roofs michelangelo inside a chapel when I paint the booth moving back to advance matt mcconaughey in bad ads dangerous as angel dust or a jailhouse to a white ass crack pass it back and forth like me and miles up on the damn track take a hit, get you wet like denzel with the last laugh or dexter with saran wrap, acid in my spinal fluid futures full of flash backs, war veteran kind of lucid findin cupid when i'm stupid off moonrocks in any time I choose the doctor when they asking who, solving while they lack the clues trying to scope the rear so I merely say 'after you'

it’s ren and miles bitch get the vial lit styles freer than the sky is i’m flying in it, ultraviolet can’t see me like closed eyelids, split ya whole iris kaleidoscope 3d vision, i keeps it vibrant with a vivrant thing, she’s such a vivrant thing get her wetter than a hydrant, spring april showers, may flowers let me climb up in that and sting finna pollinate the whole damn world when i steps on the pedal i make petals unfurl ima hit it like brady on an edelman curl far as concern for these words go as long as the devil concurs never settle like the west bank, got the best dank to energize like a bunny fuckin honeys blushin redder than her inner thighs eyes bigger than my liver, i'm gassing all beats like a genocide fuck a world war what the world for inundation of inspiration i’m on a world tour with women, herb, words inspiration in a single statement i am what i am, it is what it is the king in the court, a bird in my hand two in the bush, third eye to understand bowl of the kush, don’t fuck with no dabs fuck what you asked, i spit what i spit i am cause i think cause i doubt cause i can put myself on the line, man did dis dude jus did dis yo, time is a discus i spins with the gods on olympus picture this, i flipped the track on instant twistin up like gymnasts, blowin out a nimbus it’s been a while, been a minute, bin laden, bouta hit the kill switch it’s nothing dude, like the stomach flu, been sittin on this ill shit now the people say hol up like it’s ebola that strictly walter white, kind of blue shit, so what got these beats like my blunts, sewn up tight as fuck since i showed up, man you’d know if you’ve smoked one

pick myself apart, start at the heart my mind’s carrion like the avian flu no, not a farce, lark, aardvark, or a car shark just a compulsive liar, all these statements are true soon as i pick up the pen, i’m in bed with ten virgin dime pieces givin me head, i’m poppin hymens like baby jesus wrote it all down like my name was saint john with raps dirtier than what you rub yo taint on it ain’t wrong, but i ain’t right walter white type when i write I’m ike fiendin for that klondike psyche, just need to get that out of my system i’m but a dead man walking amongst the living my visions the whole windshield, you looking through a pinwheel i’m blowing o’s to thin air, you hoping to just inhale like swimming without fish scales, drowning now you in hell kid, we already been here, you ill? i’ve never been well so don’t be walking to me with no fuckin hands out hands down, man down if you stand out i’m knocking camps out till they can’t doubt i’m the motherfucking man, right i’m the motherfucking man that i love every motherfucker redundant to me like a tug job, i'm puffin like a tug boat, one toke’ll give you sunstroke till you saying dumb quotes, cuzzo i’m not tryna bowl with you, now or never but i’ll smoke a bowl with you of chowder unidentifiable but i ain’t liable i’m trying you for libel if you even try it, bruh so don’t be running to me with your fuckin hands out beat you like rick james on my bro’s damn couch treat you worse than white dudes when you pass out and feed you pancakes after at my house, bitches

binge drinkin, pill poppin cig smokin, but i'm still smokin only your love could get me to quit a life of binge drinkin, pill poppin only your love could get me to quit a life of cig smokin, shit i'm still smokin what you don’t know, baby, doesn’t hurt used to stay buzzin swerving in the lane off the syrup to the bar where i'd pop bars, drop bars words slurred something bout the money and the girls and how i’m bout that, but now i’m broke as fuck, no turkey like the kurds no curls, but at least I got my nut like a squirrel in this mad world post apocalyptic, no prophylactics chalk it up, no hands as she does gymnastics spastic fits like acid kicking in her stomach like bringing lazarus back to it yeah i'm the second coming after, you know I stay puffin birds the size of puffin birds stay spitting bars rawer than the way i'm fuckin h.e.r. that’s common sense and my common scent used to be coffee beans, strong ass trees, ciggies and some coochie but now its just two of those, i ain’t bill fuckin murray no broken looseys in my pocket, just green tea and chronic my mind state too solid like beast mode outta college though the more i learn, the less i know, i guess i'm sorta like knowledge more than acknowledged like the coroner’s office, performing violence on my irises and sinuses cornering markets like disorder or violence or viruses i’m high as shit i’m high as shit i’m high as shit cornering markets like disorder or violence or viruses i’m high as shit under the influence, incongruous lightin up like filaments iller than illnesses, off-kilter killing this, popping pills and feelin my self my health, my wealth dwindling into thin air i never gave a fuck but really do care only your love could get me to quit a life of binge drinkin, pill poppin only your love could get me to quit a life of cig smokin, but i'm still smokin only your love could get me to quit a life of binge drinkin, pill poppin only your love could get me to quit a life of cig smokin, shit i'm still smokin

september 8, i remember the day two months since i smoked a jay and i aint need it cuz the shit that i was hittin had me trippin like a kingpin slippin shit in my drink up in santa fe beat it up, eat it up, open face soon as i seen ya i was on it, no delay i just hoped to lay by your side under canopies read your mind like thought bubbles in anime actually, it was hesitation and the alize cuz all that i'm tryna say was that my sanity was linked to your happiness, and your ass and face why i was hitting you up everyday to spread those legs like mayonnaise fuck it, call it a fallacy but i ain’t ever say my name to be art vandalay and i ain’t longing for those girls from mandalay or monterey you was all i saw in every single fantasy daydreamin, daytrippin on the way to beaches beseeching bitches but each to they own i know my wishes and home’s a distance but it occurred to me nothing’s far you performed surgery on my open heart it’s so bizarre how this world is cold and dark i know we’ll make it through like noah’s ark i loved you from that fateful day until the time described by when you take the nine away and turn the eight sideways