I make pussycat rap acts boogie and dash

Like I’m dog the bookie, I bully a track

Look behind Has-Lo’s eyes, a hive mind

I fight inside for inner peace with each side

Ironic. I’ll bit your head off

Hand you your necklace back. Put some ice on it

Life’s boring, I sleep mine away

Dream lucidly, try and see how deep I can fade

It’s bugged. Take a stroll in my subconscious

Where foul thoughts crumble the walls that block it

Mentally I’m crooked and cracked

White man say it’s ‘hood in me, could it be that?

I reflect and repel, I’m out of your reach

Too r-a-w for retail

I’m deep like hellraiser’s box, heavenly release

I’m imperfect. The wings made me complete

In my past life I rolled with a thief

Young knight, priest and a cleric

Still roll with me in spirit

I died in the field

Now I reincarnate and battle the beat