[Verse 1]

Put my mind in my head

And my head in my hands

And my hands on this body

And my body on land

And this land on this earth

And this earth in the system

And the system in my thoughts

And my thoughts into wishes

And these wishes are just dreams

These dreams are just goals

These goals

Make a man wanna be more than that

And the ghosts just laugh

And hope that I don't pass

This is an ode to my opposition

I know my flow's full of contradiction

And good luck getting the right brain to play with the left

But hand over breast

I'm gonna try as long as plant life's sustaining my breath

The very same God used for badminton with Death

That hot smog riddled Los Angeles breath

That hard, heavy hitting old Anakin breath

And opposition get that old mannequin rest

Cause after this they know there's no more expanding their chest

(Like—)

[Verse 2]

Watch me hang to the rim as these people feel the grim

My people kicking buckets like (sighs)

And that's a fine commitment to the human condition

You say committing sin

But I say stupid decisions

You'll throw tomato in the face of bravado

Not my fault that the Model-T is parked in the pothole

Get out my grotto

Before I get out the bottle

Get out my face!

I don't wanna see a doctor or hospital

I'm fine and this age is just a number

I'm seeing triple digits, no wonder

My eyesight is shit

My mind is asunder

My hands are in the cup

And my body is under

A lot of pressure with this poisonous flask

No measure when I take off the mask

Keep my soul under glass

The devil's shopping through the window

Since I was hanging loose with these lame-ass kiddos

It's foggy through the Grey Goose and Gray Gas indo

For real