(Part 1: Prod. Barry)

(Verse 1)

Deep thoughts, I got quotes that you can float in

Honestly, I almost drowned when I wrote this

I'm talented with javelins, oh these are bars that I'm throwin'?

That's why the flow is dope as Lindsay Lohan

So let me go in, you front and I'ma dial ya bluff

I be with niggas who came up with me when life was tough

Remember having holes on the outside of cuffs

But now them jawns dig it just like Shia Labeouf, I'm like what's up

I put the city on my back, so it ain't hard carryin'

Verses need pallbearers so we can all carry it

Cause when I flow man, I'm similar to Conan

Give me one bar, and I'm very sure that one bar buryin'

Any hope they had left, or was remainin'

My mind's a palette, words are the colors that I paint with

How the kid just relays it so mosaic-like

Make girls wanna give the kid cuddy every day and night

But I don't lay the pipe, cause she think she gon play the wife

So I tell her, "Take advice, that thought's a mistake, alright?"

I ain't cuffing, nope, that ain't what I'm 'bout nigga

I'll play the field and still master over house niggas

(Bridge)

Enter the inner sanctum of a genius

You'll see kaleidoscopes of metaphors next to my demons

I pray to Jesus and ask that Hell takes them

I'm on my knees, hands together, 12 am

(Part 2: Prod. Mndsgn)

(Bridge)

(Verse 2)

A penny for my thoughts, gotta put my two cents in

But 16 bars is a million dollars, plus interest

So down to earth, but touching other dimensions

With the pen, I could give a whole nursing home pensions

My verses universal, I can circle any planet man

I let the chips fall and hope that it's an avalanche

My chips small, but nigga I'ma grab a hand

Tryna get my mind flushed, like a hand full of clubs

Yeah that's word to Bagger Vance

You had a chance but you blew it so you can't advance

And everytime I wreck a record, there's a traffic jam

Foil niggas' plans, plus the rap is like saran, man

I'm still looking for some answers though

Like how niggas turned rap into a fashion show?

Couldn't stand on it if you niggas even had a flow

And you ain't hot nigga, you ain't even flammable

So why you throwing bars at the man again?

Is it because I'm making moves and you're a mannequin?

I'm throwing bars like javelins with my talents in

Hopes that my influence will spread faster pathogens

If they don't catch it, it don't matter, nigga they're at loss

Because Nubee's the future, my ID is a tarot card

Walk in the booth with no sleeves, that means I'm bearing arms

And taking shots at the boy is like tryna throw a spear at God

Or feeding pork beans and bacon strips to Farrakhan

You talking green? I came to get mo' like your parents' lawn

Wrestling with inner thoughts, my conscience be in dialogue

With the negativity of those that try write 'em off

But my parade could use some rain, I get on board and ride the storm

Because I know in the end that every tree will die a log

And women throw me bones and then they say that I'ma dog

But that ain't really the lifestyle that I am on

I be tryna be polite, do it right

BUt still the homies wanna see me D her like Viacom

I'm like where'd we learn these ways from

Lord, I swear I'm tryna change 'em

I swear I'm tryna change em

That's why I'm on my knees, hands together, 12 am