MY LIFE FEELS LIKE KUSH AND HITS OF ACID
SON OF THE DOPEMAN DRUGGED OUT BASTARD
LOOK IN THEY EYES ASKING FOR THE TRUTH
THEY STILL TELL ME LIES I ASK MYSELF WHAT TO DO
I WANNA KILL 'EM HONESTLY BUT MY KARMA SO BAD
SOON AS I HIT THEM UP THEY'LL PROBABLY HIT MY NIECES DAD
TRAGIC
I DONT EVEN LIKE TO THINK LKE THAT
THEY RECRUIT ME FOR SCIENTOLOGY
CHECK MY TWITTER OUT TOM CRUISE FOLLOWING
I SWEAR MY REALITY IS REALLY GETTING HECTIC
BUT ITS A BEAUTIFUL CONFUSION
LIKE JESUS WIT HIS STRUGGLE
PERFECT REFERENCES GO CHECK IT
CALL FLO I BOUT TO WRECK IT, MIC CHECK 1,2
JON0H-O-AKBAR ABOUT TO COME BLESS YOU
AL HUM DU ALLAH MAN CUZ HE BLESS ME
GODSON SLASH KING SLASH DOPE EMCEE
I DO CALLIGRAPHY AFTER SLITTING MY WRISTS
OR MAYBE THEBAN CHANTING WICCAN IN THE BOTH WITH THREE WITCHES
GOT A VISION SO TWISTED, ITS A CURSE BUT I'M GIFTED
WIELDING THE UNIVERSE MADE GAIA GIVE ME HER DIGITS
AND MY FLOW AINT THE SICKEST, ITS HEALTHY, STRONG AS AN OX
ON MY MUTHA FUGGIN SQUARE BUT DON'T PUT ME IN A BOX
MAFUGGA I AIN'T DEAD
SPITTIN THAT CRACK, SHID I TRYIN TO DUCK FEDS
NO JEREMIAH PUT MAFUGGAZ TO BED WHEN i WEAVE THESE DREAMS OUT MY PRETTY AZZ HEAD
THIS SHID SOUND LIKE PURP AND HITS OF ACID
SON OF THE DOPEMAN DRUGGED OUT BASTARD
PUT IT IN TURN IT UP, RIDE AROUND BLASTING THE TRUTH
BLACK CLOCKWORK ASK YOURSELF WHAT TO DO
