It's 11:26 up on my iPhone

I'm in Canada talking numbers like the Dow Jones

I can't be held accountable for the hearts that are under my control

Conducting greatest like I'm made from lightning poles

In the flesh a man made from adamantium

His weaknesses are also his strengths

Can you imagine a man

Kicking with lions blood in his veins

You'd say he's off his rocker

Mr. Johnson

Can you put a stop to

All of the negativity runnin round ya noggin?

I've been just stargazing, counting out the bluest comets

Out my sunroof, so it's kinda ironic

That all the love I get

Has been premeditated

And I don't base my life upon my metadata

I just create what life has placed in front of me with rhyme

And within time, love will shower us all

And all the blues will wither slowly

And then the bills will fall

So refrain from calling, I left my phone on the charger

All the bills will wither slowly

And then the blues will fall

So i don't give a fuck if there ain't sun when she's gone

No, I don't give a fuck if there ain't a sun when she's gone

I still got glow