[Produced by Indeni3l]

[Verse:1]

Duck out when the BF comes in

Tell a friend, how I spend my money

Wallets always thin, spin records

Reverb running my tracks

Kick raps in khaki slacks

Smoke weed in pajamas

Slammin' beats like hammas

Beats a banga panorama

Don't panic get manic

You can't handle it third eye twitchin'

Mah still bitchin 'bout my weed habit

She don't know I'm a rap addict in an attic

Trippin' like it's magic

It's a classic for trip squad to hit the quad

Let the body go, what flow

Can't ask for mo' when you

Smokin' on the loudest dro

Never doin' lines of blow

Like these business clones

Fuck drones peering down

The crowns beneath my feet

And I crush the burden

Inside Tyler Durden outside Edward Norton

You're a portion of a rappin' abortion

Only half dead rhymes make you red in the face

Bass is shaking the place

In a Glass Case think it's snowing

What a winter, lost my center

Got a splinter said what up

To the Turtles

[Bridge]

What's up turtles?

Hahahaha

[Verse 2]

Illest green joints lit

When I spit phone at my hip

So I can call and dip

When I've busted my lip

For talking a gang of shit

Via freestyle

Walk a mile in my shoes

See how I cruise

Never lose with a team like mine

Spit Divine (Spit Divine)

Get in line if you wanna make time

To rhyme bitter like a Lime

Melodic like Chimes

Transform like Primes

Opposite of Mimes

But I'm still in a box

Quick fox love sox

Rhymes that Rock

Like Nimoy and Spock

Hate on my Flock

Get you sick like chicken pox

Take your gorgeous locks

Cut 'em off I don't play

Man I'm phased for Days

On the Mary Jane

Ease the Pain stimulates the brain

Life is not a game, neither is rap

It's not about the trap

But finding a gap

In your rivals attack

To put yourself on the map

Geez guys that was hard