[Intro]

Since an infant, I been infamous

Living like I'm infinite

I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear

I'm fucked up in a good day

I swear, I swear, I swear, I swear

I'm fucked up in a good day

[Verse 1]

I’m the type to emerge from the rubble

I’m the type to straight burst out the rubber

Nowadays, I’m just dwelling in the puddle

Thinker 'cause the answers to the riddles of the sphinx covered

I'ma get King Took inked on my knuckles

I click the clitoris like elevator button

It’s clear how I configure this, I’m always into something

It tastes better after breaking up, back when we was couple

Told her I was unavailable for labels, whatever 'cause

Lately, my mind been racing Usain Bolt pacing back and forth

Facing blunts like mirrors for the insecure

Spirits getting nearer, demons get involved

Woozy while spinning inside revolving doors

I ditched her on the dock

Dodging all the shutterbugs, waiting for the shuttlebus

I love my moments untouched, the what that gets me above

Away from all this clusterfuck, a way to feed my wanderlust

[Hook]

Since an infant, I been infamous

Instantly itching to sin

Living like I'm infinite

Nectar filled to the brim

Since an infant, I been infamous

Instantly itching to sin

Living like I'm infinite

Nectar filled to the brim

Address me as Mr. Misunderstood

Left in wonder 'cause the aura makes them take a second look

I’m late already, no need to rush it

I’m late already, no need to rush it

[Verse 2]

I run with artisans and blacksmiths who practice the art of sin

I hug the block right after washing my arms in the sink

It’s all authentic, armor tinted, death certificate

Hanging out my back pocket, that’s what i’m banging, life

Where art thou Sir Framig?

Swimming in the River Styx

In my stream of consciousness

Constant with Creative Recreation on my feet

Dogs barking loud in the street

Ticked off like a crack on the screen of my wristwatch

I’m who drank lean on a rainy day

Edgar Allan Snow, dispatcher of pandemonium

Fix me up a plate of ambrosia

Searching for euphoria that stays

A collection of cds that seem to cease finishing

Como se dice missing sequences

They think I’m all talk 'til I speak it into existence

Slept on me 'til this tape gave 'em rude awakening

[Hook]

Since an infant, I been infamous

Instantly itching to sin

Living like I'm infinite

Nectar filled to the brim

Since an infant, I been infamous

Instantly itching to sin

Living like I'm infinite

Nectar filled to the brim

Address me as Mr. Misunderstood

Left in wonder 'cause the aura makes them take a second look

I’m late already, no need to rush it

I’m late already, no need to rush it

[Verse 3]

I don't know what the deal is

But I'm feeling less religious

I feel empty, I feel a void

Always unready I feel like avoiding all functions

I feel so annoyed, I’m like fuck this noise

I feel tension, something deadly approaching

I feel closed in, i feel burden

Mentioned by the bearer of bad news

Threatened by the terror from the doubters

And if I disappear with my senses, I’m just one less in the census

I ain’t into mending fences with barbed wire