[Verse 1]

I've never been the type to close mouth, but I'm closed off

Just pickpocketing time for ticks as it fades

Ignoring the signs even the ones that say don't walk ‘cause hip rocket designed for clips and grenades

A devout skeptic, questions find me comfort

Tryna stand out among these mannequins as a man again

Decoding doubts, message lessons usher wonder

We frame behavior as Vader without understanding Anakin

A complex man holding on to the simple things

Diligently dicing the indignant for the fun

The ladies see the smile and they crown him the dimple king

Insisting I give them a little rhythm of the drum

Even the greats pontificate

Fate’s a foregone conclusion, and it's obvious you're using excuses

The only time truth intimidates is when justice is translucent, but I'ma keep moving ‘cause I don't plan on losing

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[Verse 2]

Let’s…

Outline the notions of this potion-wielding sorcerer

Burrowing through traffic jams with battering rams and Tonto blades

Defiant to tyrants of this obstinate alliance

Tryna be unengaged through a bloviated masquerade

See self-reliance has been dying 'cause of trends

But I've been hell-bent on documenting the madness for the masses

Berating the cautious through hard drive crashes

Plus teaching classes on how to survive when the monarchy collapses

Dominant delusional prominent pacifist, musical masochist, and wonder why they're not moving you

Dining on consequences of the ludicrous with a side of foolishness

Then you got the nerve to rock a crucifix?

Lost your usefulness, so unscrupulous it’s humorous

My job’s devouring, not amusing you, sorry if I'm losing you

I speak for the abandoned and I'm candid

Clashing with demigods is the way I planned it, dammit