[VERSE 1]

As the ride bell swings, the jazz break loop drops

Hyssop with lemonade in the Scotch

No botched jobs

I top the field table, from pop to prenatal

Guarantee you that I got the game on lock

Lyrics descriptive, hope as I take aim

Stop shots with bare fingers as I mistake pain for pleasure

Transcribe with the pen and pencil, endeavours is all successful

Barriers to entry but I believe that it's all mental

All in my head man, I must be trippin', thinkin' that I can make it

Put your soul in hibernation

My entries be the latest but expect the greatest from me

I hate to say this homie, but we gotta go, we gotta leave

We gotta float our boat away from these indices

And it's killin' me, my one love is the sound that you hearin', see

But I underachieve and break bread with the beats

Acquire poetical genius, and leave the performance deceased

Talent is on a lease and not a loan-out

Make sure that I'm recorded, so please, go get the phones out

Competition writin' novellas while I'm throwin' tomes

And by the time they comprehend, It'll prolly hit 'em in the face or in the dome

I miscalculate trajectory, and they still ain't seen the best of me

Professin' love for the recipe

5 star chef, and I'm cookin' in the kitchen

The cap back, the talent brimmin' out the top and boilin' over

Impressin' Ayatollahs with the boldest scoliosis lines

Part the red sea like I'm Moses

Sippin' mimosas with my Ayahuasca tea

DMT, THC, LSD in the blood, streamin'

Lookin' like I'm from the gallows, 'cuz I'm a hung demon

My tongue seepin' into your girls sorrows

I borrow the catalogue, refine it and give it back tomorrow

I logged 500 hours in the town of Morrowind

Lock it, spin the disk up and kick it

You bitches better come over because I'm about to rip shit

Flipped Jahmalca like a discus

You dont think I'm great?

You mothafuckas trippin'.....