2002 - Intellectual

[Intro - Sample: Terence McKenna]

"...and the fact that the smaller clouds were all the same size, lent the performance an eerie air as if nature herself was suddenly to become the tool of some unseen organizing agency. As the clouds recoalesced, they seemed to grow even more dark and opaque. As they all became one that cloud seemed suddenly to begin to swirl inward like a tornado or a waterspout, it flashed into my mind that perhaps it was a waterspout — something I have never seen. But even as the thought formed, I heard a high-pitched, undulating whine come drifting over the jungle treetops, obviously from the direction of the thing I was watching. I turned to give one glance at the riverside house seventy feet behind me up the steep hill. I was gauging whether I had time to run..."

[Verse 1]

Ridin' through the forest on a six-speed

Villain like a fuckin' Demogorgon

Let my wrists bleed

Every night I lose sleep

Cup of shroom tea with the loose leaf

Rollin' up I kick it like I'm Bruce Lee I

Roll in the dark coal till my hands hot

Just a young Donnie Darko when he stare off

Wove in the barcodes of the sandbox

Probed just a lost soul he could stand not

Bitch you'll never do it like me you are not

T r u e double t stop

It's the wicker man burning all the motherfuckin' crop

Just another drug flowing through the veins of a god

Ichorus ichorus

Blood run as dark as the liquor is hama gon clot

Pussy motherfucker think they SoundCloud popping your follow count piled up but its all bought

[Chorus]

Everybody wanna play dumb when you bring me up

I cop a raw then I break weed up

They don't show me shit but I still show love (Bitch!)

Hypebeasts hold on my dick like a crutch

I don't wanna follow your stupid ass trends I still lie low

I ain't got a single friend bitch I'm all hollow all alone in the back where I call my home

[Interlude]

Bro I'm on some shit

Yeah, I'm on some shit

I'm on some

I'm on some shit

You can't see me bitch

[Verse 2]

Still at the top of the pinnacle money the only thing these bitches in it for I see it all but I never talk I just hold the words in like a centerfold

I'm on the spine like, two quarter pipes my height you could never grow

Pushed me aside like all my life, that you'll never know

I turned my high to a pedestal

All I do is perch smokin' purp by the birch hit the terps till it hurts

In a hearse no rehearse

You be spittin' harder than a bad bitch burps if I ever gave your shitty raps a second that's a first

You a zero

Can you even spell that

Kush on some YELNATS you can still smell that

Yeah I can't help that

All my life held back

In the outback running just an outcast bitch you never felt that