[Verse 1: Quentin]

Feeling like a outsider “stay gold pony boy“

Complex mind and they still don’t know me boy

Niggas so phony boy

Pay me whatchu owe me boy

Bars so addictive overdose like an opioid

I see humanoid shadows when I sleep

Androids still dreaming of the sheep

Spitting heat, when I rap like slam poetry

Known vocally to make dope shit like coca leaves

Strong like Hercules fighting with the hydra

Chopping heads off real quick to unalive ya

Something like a hybrid, whole another species

Shitting on these internet rappers with my feces

Someone gotta teach these kids about ABM

Legend in my own head, birthed from my cranium

Remember when we played our first show, subterranean?

Five years later go strong like Vibranium

[Verse 2: Skech185]

Two directions I won't go is back and forth with you

The forfeiture of sanity is expected

Waterboard sleep sound aesthetic

Lone wolf whistling at the moon

Weaving through Wayfair child traffic

For cabinets for my death masks

That fits in the mouth of madness

Dancing with recovering addicts to "Roc Boys"

Cult status advances

Representing the magic of the first fist fight

After the metal arm connects to the flesh

I'm the centipede smoke of Wonderland

Cosplaying as human

Treating oxygen like clay

You confuse this as Rap

I'm amused at your lung capacity

In an era of Peter Pans

Autobot singing violence to voyeurs

I rest under a canopy of broken dreams

Gaining flowers when I focus on being broke

Watching sub genres of Black trauma boxing each other over Lord of the Pit

As Salt pulls strings like a woman still learning herself

My heart sings in the language of the unheard

If there is smoke in the city

Then you know you had a chance