Verse 1:

Hallucinations are crawling at the backdoor

I have to wrap my head around this diameter

Signature, I ignored all the amateur

The immature couldn't even handle the connoisseur

Blow the horns off of this thing Minotaur

Miniture enough to conjure any contour line

That we sliding on a condor

Pandoring, on this wild blue yond-or-ing

Hon-or-ing that nigga for delivering

Niggalivering

Dropping raps like littering

Citizen sights on the bounce, so I get it in

Hear that muthafucka wanna taste, so they fidgeting

De, de de then be the sound, when I get it in...

Know to get some bitches for the mingeling

Test-tingling, fire Ringling, Barnum and Bailey

Hot as Kate Miccuci ukulele, stringing summer daily

Hook:

(I feel, I feel the fire tonight

I hear, I hear the people cry)

Uh, Im'ma burn it, to the, ground...

(I see the people now

I got I got what the people want)

Verse 2:

Here come delirium saying I need to take 2

So let me let you, run it just like a test tube

I just stew until I see it on youtube

Supported by the likes of people, that don't like

Stick to formalities, time to talk salary

Guess the only checks we gettin' here is reality

When duality, fucks your morality

My immortality in actuality, has abnormalities

I guess I need to cure this hunger with sexuality

Danger on canister, slide like banister

Fuckin' them sisters, the boy Jaime Lannister

Crown on the ground, bring on the challengers

Yeah I got time, that shits on my calendar

Gallagher bitch, guess who in ya kingdom

Fuck that, with squirrels just after your nut sack

Gotta hunched back with another dame that decided to come back!

Hook x1

Verse 3:

Blocked in, developing kinda toxin'

Got myself imagining all kinds of concoction

Locked in with the short legged, they dachshund

The legend just docked in, stoned and rockin'

Dead like walking, rise from the ash then they Phonenix, Joaquin?

Caveman forest, so Thesaurus Rex

Perplexed that I'm only gentlemen flexin,'

Looking for objects, I'm gunning for respect

Enough with the ambiguous text

True affection with the hex, can only check for eyes

The infected running up of your leg, down to your thigh

Kudos, my critical powerful battery is on Tetsuo

In dystopian Tokyo

Plugged in, so Im Code Lyoko

Don Quixote, Don Jon romancin', Scarlett Johanson

Button un-pantsin', in this burning(burning) mansion(mansion)