Released on July 25, 2013

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[Intro]

Y'all I'm not even fucking with this nigga's shit


[Verse 1]

I've worked up enough sweat to be imperfect

My reach is unset, the sky is my pet

The gods are unkept, that form the suspect

So I just done left and write in my zone

No phone home, my range is long gone

This space has collapsed and I'm snorting anthrax

Fighting allies on a galactic complex

I'm so far past the idea of catastrophe

The calamity is closer than masterfully

Hard to send my tragedies in a realm of pure artistry

The art of me is murdering the art of me

So I sit with back hunched over, typing on a 40 pad

Running through dimensions with a sky flyer and a spare cap

Check


[Verse 2]

My brain oscillates counterclockwise, clockwise count on my mind

I'll catch this outside line

Instantly hypnotized into the tides (?)

Peter Piper peck pushed a dummy out the high ride

Jekyll status, see that would otherwise be Mr. Hyde

So for the sake of observable universe, (?)

Encasing the compressed energy of each and every which being

Sentient or sediment, decadent and misbelieves

(?), misdemean, messenger missing me

Missing no metaphor, paddleboard padawan

This is no open door, this is a Gryffindor

Mystery magics, the fantasy is final with no down

Phoenix uprise from underground

And the cold rain suddenly goes warm

Sound the voices and mount the (?) with seven angels and no horns

And, god damn, the ratchet has respawned

I try to make my love with this girl work

But what the fuck is love when you don't love yourself

And what the fuck are answers when you don't ask for help

What the fuck are answers when you don't ask for help

What the fuck are answers when you don't ask for help

Shit, been asking myself

Umm...


[Verse 3]

My pieces are positive and negatively charged

Electromagnetics in the form of a deity

Thunder and pandemonium in a soliloquy

I don't want any schematics in this unsolved mystery

Her eyes are the bluest brown, the greenest beige

The hazels or the purples and the reds are all the same

Curves like a circumference split midway and reshaped in the form of blitz unflawed sight

And sidekick freezeframe, fade you enough to knock any church boy insane

I digress, in fact, brain cells distract as Big L untapping my shit like that

(Ougi?), Hola, (Obito?)

I'm a reasonable doubt with no blueprint, the radio enacted like a nuclear reaction

(?)

The wall broke my shoulder that we murdered an atlas

And these verses are fractured, like my mind designed bound

And the (lotus attraction(?)), and I'm just overreacting