[Verse]

Past the cold open, this the first act

Like a screenplay, I just wrote that

I just killed Bill before I laid a rap

The groom's in the room, lost in the tune

Soul food for your diet, looking dense in the choir

No rest for the wired, false trees for the wicked

Oversaw the wicket

I’m the sixth in a game of cricket

Number 6 was triply wicked

Tasmanianly vicious, delicious when I serve the dishes

I paint pictures, hop in the van

Come on let's go, blinded by the ski mask

Speed gas, tеar gas

Battles in Seattle, I'm back in thе saddle

Baki like the grappler, puff it like a rapper

Rizz it up like the frickin gasser, I could never be a bachelor

Avoiding baddies like it’s Pacman, handing out dreams like the Sandman

European myths with surreal twists, the dreamers getting down bad

These days niggas getting mad

Going in the field without a plan

In & out, like I'm copping the bag

I'm going up, like I'm making the bands

I'm out here, like I'm making a stand

Kid, been a while since I been on the gram

[Chorus]

First step to my realization

To my different cadence, to my different phases

Just before I faded (x4)

[Verse 2]

Been meaning to make a comeback, I just needed time

Chopping up the thoughts, I needed piece of mind

Kicking down the door, it's the FBI

The white looking phosphorus, I'm walking over the line

I’m sonically undefined, undermine the relevance

The fall off was evident, it’s repetitive

Never gave a damn about the thought of the main ones, cause they couldn't aim one

Now they all the same ones

Running down the alley like a rocket with a cam

Always underestimated the fam

Never truly understood who I am, who I was

Could’ve never stirred a buzz, now look at what I does