[Intro: Napoleon Hill]

"And now, may I suggest you forget all your problems and you just relax while I bring you the master key which you may unlock the door to any opportunity that your mind can conceive."

[Verse 1]

Yeah, back with a passion for traffic and adjectives

My habit is Harriet's, going back to visit my past

From addicts living in attics to women with different baggage

Got catalysts like a Breaking Bad analyst with my craft

[?] at the top of the wrists while they waiting for me to spit

All I hear is ticking of clocks and my patience is wearing thin

Been a minute since I released a compilation, what a sin

I've been contemplating a way to bring you through just what I've been

I reconnected with moms and my pops is back in the pen

His last strike earned him a stripe

But where he's at, he'll never win

Let me ask him

Did he ever think his son would be this handsome?

Or did he think I'd walk along the steps like trespassers

I'm a natural, and this right here is straight from concentration

I got no exploration, live forever if I have to

Waiting on my return, every lyric is past due

I'm making sure every model is a permanent tattoo

[Hook]

As I sit and jot one more line

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

As I spit and drop one more line

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

Although there's trouble all in my mind

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

All I wanted was a piece of the pie, that 3.1415

Please excuse my mind

[Verse 2]

Since I've been missing, a bunch of shit has me twisted

My life has been flipped around like a gymnast in competition

Steady striving for gold while I'm rhyming to meet my goals

Tryna run away from my past but a lion is on my soles

My timing couldn't be better, ahead of my legacy

Like a diamond, I'm under my pressure

My bezel was telling me

It takes a second to lose, but a few years to obtain it

This fame'll ruin your art without a way to repaint it

This game'll take all your tokens

And leave you broken in pieces

Your recognition will hit you, will reveal all your secrets

My fortune is any 16s, of course I'mma share it

While I prepare to be heir to the throne

While I'm compared to a pair of ATL—

—iens until Benjamin is my peer

Headed down a small path, but a big boy when I steer

Been having a revelation like a chapter in back of the Bible

Tidal waves wiping away every doubt in my spinal

[Hook]

As I sit and jot one more line

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

As I spit and drop one more line

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

Although there's trouble all in my mind

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

All I wanted was a piece of the pie, that 3.1415

Please excuse my mind

[Verse 3]

The serpent, a mercenary that's passive of perfect

Clashing with my abilities, getting past what I'm cursed with

Can I pass the cashed all of my demons

And convert all of the doubters and dreamers into believers

Running with broken femurs, I'm pushing past all the pain

Nose runny, holding a fever, I'm colder than soul reapers

Losing control and I don't know where to find it

I'm blindfolded but guided behind the dopest of pilots

Flying to take a weekend off the coast of Costa Rica

Rhyming to be reclining on islands with Mona Lisa's

See, my DaVinci code is written in these poems

Unlocking a box of gold that's been buried inside my soul

I'll have to break off the latch, snatch everything I can grab

Snatch the backpack and dash before the building collapse

And I'll escape before I'm trapped

So when they ask you, "Who can rap like such a mummy?"

You can check the artifacts

[Hook]

As I sit and jot one more line

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

As I spit and drop one more line

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

Although there's trouble all in my mind

I enjoy my slow roll through time, roll through time

All I wanted was a piece of the pie, that 3.1415

Please excuse my mind