[Verse 1]

(Yo)

Mind borderline porcupine, sharp shit's horrifying

What I spit is higher art, nigga

This is not wine, what I pour in, white shark

Got rhymes all day

Could be mornin', night, dark, sunshine, snow, rain

Told 'em: "Only people due time don't change"

Lookin' at the evil [?], Soul Train

Chester like Beetlejuice, mind so strange

Disrespected with a witness (Pew)

Prime, close range

Smokin' pyrocumulonimbus

[Chorus]

Eyes too low from the Styrofoam and the spliff hit

Rocky Balboa, boy I am more than a linguist

Connie and I would skate to the China store to kick it

That's back in the day, before the vital change and the grip

Eyes too low from the Styrofoam and the spliff hit

Rocky Balboa, I'm in control of the ship

[Verse 2]

Know I'm really as cold as it gets

I just chill, a villain; one with the mist and the tides

Appear human, but I'm just a myth in the skies

Listenin' to DOOM with my fist to the sky

Eatin' chicken, it's fried

Analyse as I woo, step to the right

East coast vibes, St. Louis 'til I die though

Find some flea market, memories with the tribe

Go back like the hatred that we got for the Five-O

Yeah, Taj Mahal lavage

Meditate, pro'lly fly when I fall backwards

Levitate, watchin' Boondocks with the captions

Bumpin' 'All Caps', chill by myself

A lot of rappers all cap (All cap)

Yeah, life's wicked, light twisted

Blunts and night vision, stunts defy physics

Monk with high senses, skunk and hypnogogia

Fallin' through dimensions

Smokin' pyrocumulonimbus