Homeboy's lost in rhyming data tossed inside him Adding costs in finding meaning from the outside/in What gets heard That's the word But what gets felt is something else Ruptured structures (them days) upward puncture these days Pump the sump Sure wail away the juncture from then to today What gets heard That's the word But what gets felt is something else I figured I could marry every dictionary Find the truth that's buried in the soup we carry Give and go, I foul up Whistle blows, we're lined up Homeboy throws his best up I choke and fuck the layup