Colon, Brackets Closed - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Was stoned all day, accomplished nothing

That’s 4 weeks straight, I’m out here sucking

At life, but it’s fine though

I got room to do so, I got time, bro

This my mindset: stress is just a side note

If it’s not colon, brackets closed, it’s a typo

If it’s rolled sloppy, probably done by my bro (hehe)

5.30 AM, I should call it a night, hah

Who needs sleep, all I need is a mic, huh

I breathe trees, now I’m coughing, I hide

‘cuz I don’t want people thinking I got covid XIX

I got new LED’s in my stu, that’s a light flex

I might light my J, take a puff as a mic check

I spit poison, then proliferate, just like my deck

Infect, artifact might rek in like 5 steps, ha!

I spit wizard, see them gather around

‘cuz they notice something magical about my sound

I’m a pothead like Harry, I just rolled a wand

Take a blow to the face, feel like the chosen one

When you hearing these bars, you know I’m special, I’m witty

When I feel stress, either hit the trees or the medical kitty

I need an edible quickly, that applies to both

If you don’t get it a pity, give her twisting toes, man

Don’t do no ducking, I’m no Donald, got no tan

I’m running this music thing, while you walking on soul sand

Don’t give a shit about nobody, I got no friends

I’m just kidding, while I should be a grown man

See me fucking around, you would think I got no plan

But I’m working on A and B, thinking of C

My studies and this music thing, they hold hands

In the end, you will choose which letter what will be

Fuck a chorus

I don’t do no song structure

Fuck a chorus

Fuck a chorus (fuck a chorus)

I don’t do no song structure

Fuck a chorus

I got so much shit dropping, they don’t have a clue

I got them tactics, all planned, I’m just dropping nukes

On the game, I wanna see what all these rappers will do

I can bet you half of them mumbling in panic like boo!

If you want good shit, just drag my ass to the booth

I’ll shit all over the mic, I’ll spit as much as you like, or more

I’m so high, but I’m down on the floor

Was breakdancing on a beat, ‘cuz I was bored