[Verse 1]

I'm on that billy joel- tomorrow is today

But I ain't sippin' polish- it only looks that way

An outerglow is something I don't see in my reflection

The mirror's fogged up, clouded by the past rejection

I wanna smash the mirror, but I know how that goes

Too many bloody knuckles, stop running rocky's roads

I got my flavors and there's more than 31 son

About to sample 45 I call it fuckin' Punch Drunk

Bills keep piling up, tryna have a job you love

Doubters look at you like Shit, when you gonna give this up?

Not yet cuz' there ain't much else that I'm built for

Head and shoulders over yall I know what yall got stilts for

Tryna ketchup like you paid for heinz field

But I'm an eagle baby, flying over mine fields

And part raven too, edgar allen with the poems

That black and purple ain't from bruises but I'm glad you noticed

These colors don't run, but you know we move fast

I see jepetto offers dental but we move past

There's no insurance on it, and no plan B

Unless we sexing then you betcha I got plan B

[Hook]

They on that dumb down, I'm on that chomsky

Doing my best to try and dodge the ennui

My mission's different but I hope that you can find me

Cuz' in the end we all wanna see some Palm Trees

[Verse 2]

Riding on a fuckin' whim, living like it never ends

Tryna carve a piece and head home with a fuckin' win

--tell my Eagles down in Pruston sent some free tix

And I've been sippin' so I'm higher than a G 6

We keep it moving cuz' we never liked congealment

So if it's ever stale you know I"ll hit the kill switch

Breathing easy when I know that its the truth told

I'm standing tall, low fives to manute bol

But I ain't playing, I'm saying give me some free throws

Cuz' every opportunity is like a cheat code

I'm on that "Ha" shit Juvenile g-code

Laughing at the game genie I don't need your cheats bro

[Hook]