I hear I'm too cold, that's Goldilocks critique
See a club's worth of poles, red dots locked at me
Fuck her 'til she work a bigger O than an Obama tee
Or the Oakley logo, shit, I need a vodka T and a smoke in roto
Throwin' Toto at the witch, you Dorothys ain't in Kansas anymore
Stepping on yo hippocampus, look like Krampus wit the horns
Signal dampen propaganda, no Mirandas, shitty Fords
It's the grandeur, it's delusion, it's that hand me, gimme mo'
Days I pray I do not prematurely bleed out on the concrete
At times it surely seem they tryna feed me just to rob me
Hypnagogic like a spoon in sleeping hands of Dali
To be Frank, I'm haunted by the future, following after Donnie
Both soles of my feet on fire, while I wonder what I'm runnin' from
Brutal sense of irony like C4 in a rubber duck
The timid jit grew up to leave muhfuckas thunderstruck
I ain't push you, you jumped into traffic, now you under truck
We them unfavorables
EAC ain't see a pulse
Smoke a dub, a P, an OZ
It's an alphabet in full
Gathered up my satisfaction and I fed it to the gulls
Rappers act like merch tables, when it's over, bet he fold
I go Tetsuo, press a skull 'til it piñata
Ain't no talkin if you mulch, can't hear no more yatta yatta
5 cult classics in a row, I need a fuckin bingo blotta
Neo wolf fang fist, I let my ki go like I'm Yamcha
Tap water to Fiji 2 liters
Beater Toyota 2 seater
Came up to push to start
Money come and go, it's a routine, yeah
Used to chew on that Lucy
Card up my sleeve like I'm Yugi
Spit blood like a fuckin loogie
Watch it trail into the baseboards
Question between you and me who do I hate more?
Wait 'til the anvil carry ya ankles to the lake floor
Struck 'em in the head, I bet this shit gon' strike the same chord
Can't tell if it's a labor of love or the love of labor
All these fuckers on my dick, that's what I wished for
Now I burrow my head up inside that worm hole
All I wanted was people was people to fucking like me
Made no sense cause I hate anything with life b
Spike tea, twist that, vomit from the aristocratic
Ripping through these blemishes symmetry can't assemble that
Break it down, flippin' that, ain't a thang to burn a rack
Looking like a mule I be cruel with the way I carry pack
I'm sick as a muhfuckin dog
I never liked any of y'all
I'm cut from that alien cloth
I only see all of my flaws
I spit and I breaking my jaw
I don't want no fucking applause
I steady be dropping the ball
I turn into dust like a moth
I be hanging the phone up on every soul
I ain't fond of the talking not anymore
Voices circle beginning to take a toll
Had to eat on some fungus to break the mold
Cut up the Grey
Turn into to paste
Smoking the flames, uhh
Suffer innate
Comfort the grave
Never gon' say none
Function, I can't
Run from the fate
Turn into clay, uh
Stuck in a maze
It ain't a phase
It ain't no way out
I be out of motherfucking body
Snort the K to keep the Grey from sobbing
Disassociating, kinda sloppy
Feel the same, ain't nothing gonna solve me