Nobody's asking me what's happening with the rapping

But you didn't see me overlapping you at the last one, nah son

Send my man to knee-capping, stick to rations

Cuz I'm bringing it right back to when you had nothing

Look you in your iris I can see behind your eyelids

I'm a pirate, invading your minds island

Reading this like hieroglyphs on Eqyptian papyrus

It's all cycles and it's always been like this

Cuz I'm thinking up the thoughts that can talk

And the thoughts are breaking down the boxes I'm usually walking in

Paving our way to greatness and got a name

But guess you can call me shameless and persist

All the missed message engagements

I'll give you my book of advice and read you all of the wrong pages

I'm guided, heat-seeking missile heading straight for the beef

Yis excited, I don't need to lie

Angels watch over me

And they're gonna teach me how to fly

Yeah I'm building shit, terraforming a whole continent

And continuity constitutes I constantly remind these fools

How much power I exude

It's true

Lock-pick the multiverse. Number-covered surfaces

I coerce the gods by spitting nonsensical verse written in cursive

Her boyfriend's nervous cuz he never heard of this

Animilastic rythym which has him guessing

How much rythym can be present in just one specimen

I guess I'll let him listen in on the next lesson then

Wait can you hear it purr as I murder the cat

The kitty couldn't comprehend that King Kong's ding dong

Belongs to Dan, and that's a fact

Dopamine flowing, catch the current poem

Pause it I'll let you know when the serotonin kicks in

And I zone in on the pussy she's moaning, flick the clit slow

Speed it up mind-blowing, feeling so high probably gonna grow wings

Started off silent

Stated off silent now I'm rhyming while busting hymens from behind

My overshining wordplay and timing

I'm the son of Posiedon, deep-sea diving

Standing in a superposition popping in and out of existence with superior vision

Strolling through college foraging the scene

For a gorgeous queen that can store my sausage

I only eat oranges

Straight fanacanta

You ain't on my wave, you don't know my lambda

It's true

Lock-pick the multiverse. Number-covered surfaces

I coerce the gods by spitting nonsensical verse written in cursive

Her boyfriend's nervous cuz he never heard of this

Animilastic rythym which has him guessing

How much rythym can be present withinin just one specimen

I guess I'll let him listen in on the next lesson then

Wait

Can you hear it purr as I murder the cat

The kitty couldn't comprehend that King Kong's ding dong

Belongs to Dan, and that's a fact

Dopamine flowing, catch the current poem

Pause it I'll let you know when the serotonin kicks in

And I zone in on the pussy she's moaning, flick the clit slow

Speed it up mind-blowing, feeling so high probably gonna grow wings

Stated off silent now I'm rhyming while busting hymens from behind

My overshining wordplay and timing

I'm the son of Posiedon, deep-sea diving

Standing in a superposition popping in and out of existence with superior vision

Strolling through college foraging the scene

For a gorgeous queen that can store my sausage

I only eat oranges

Straight fanacanta

You ain't on my wave, you don't know my lambda

Straight fanacanta

You ain't on my wave, you don't know my lambda

Lambda

Lambda

Lambda

Lamba

Lambada

Lambada um bumbaclat

Bumbaclat

Straight fanacanta

You ain't on my wave, you don't know my lambda