I'm well grounded, a freethinker
Unblocking seven chakras thinking deeper
Kept it real since the prelude fungus tripping
It's getting intense I killed my ego
The dosage equaled lucid visions
I'm breaking down sour diesel
As T drops the needle on a section of the vinyl
We breaking through the yellow tape with the rhymer
And I ain't out here trying to become just another martyr
Another man that don't wanna raise his child and be a real father
Instead a teacher to the youth a man with more to offer
I'm done watering flowers that won't grow to create a garden
Lead by example these kids are out here watching
Fatal blows struck defense quickly becomes offense
Reflect on the components through wellness prevent tarnish
All this talent on the roster they can't disregard it
Full heartedly apologize for the damage we have yet to get started
The cycle of the struggle it seems to never end
The ending of the tunnel farther than it's ever been
Morphine binge beat pack
The instruments mixed and the stu is pitch black
Motion pic with the blick bitch get back
Now emotions mixed in you can't have that
The walls closed in they about to collapse
All the records y'all dropped have flopped like nada
You don't deserve this spot less you the next don dada
Proper flows you could examine them like a doctor
Ain't got no foes cause we all share the same dollar
We all fucking stuck under this blue collar
You on some idiot shit step back take a sit and just ingest it all in
Spitting crack that's hotter than what the radio spins
While off the marijuana to enlighten the trip
Sediment sift spit venom on some relevant shit
Dependent on the lemons life never motherfucking sent
So I resonate a desolate amphetamine trip
Envision living your whole life trying to peddle some shit
Meddling kids never gonna fucking catch when I slip
I got a dick with an extendo seventeen in the clip
You getting hit get up off the block ain't getting no zip
That's rule five you a busta and your mamas a bitch
I bring the drama got the llama ain't Osama and shit
Pause comma period these bitches hyphen my shit
I be whipping on the e way with no license and shit
Living on the freeway cause I know life is a bitch
It's d day kill your family on some trifling shit
Charlie Manson of this rap game put acid in my eyes and shit
Cycling through different verses trying to get the rhymes to fit
Never found my purpose so I guess I'll end up writing it
I beast quite obvi
That's why I need the la, it help me keep my Ghandi
My pen been overactive, got a few tapes calmly and bsides on me
I tap into a machine
And got my shit like Fonzi
Thank god we juked the box, running in place, mats through forks
To see the ones I've lost I'd pay a fool's cost
My fantasy leaks through cracks in the ball point
Pull strings, no guitar joints
Grew wings, had my heart crossed
The Protagonist riding in on a dark horse
Chip on my shoulder lit the flame, but from then it's been charred off
Really don't give a fuck
I'm the hardest no hard on
I was low, then evolved
Now I'm rawer than Charzard
Could sense the cut like a nose job, sickest of the flows dog
Ironic blowing green sticky shit, is what I'm known for
Rappers look at me like, why you looking for a foe for?
I four four rhymers, leave a flower on a foe floor!
That's metaphorically speaking, I see you skipped a class
Niggas got priorities missing but keep balenci bags
Whatever apparel on you, I pray it's paranormal
Ain't nothing but a tag left on you, when they get your ass
Difference between me and these rappers is my gift of gab
Presence when I punch in on a record they can't mix me down
Give her plenty pounds of pleasure, she leaves overjoyed
I can't pick which bitch to give the business like I'm Logan Roy