[Intro: Wax]

Got beans in the pot, hot dogs on the griddle

Five dollar merlot, we call it Merlittle

I spend time tripping when I'm red wine sipping, b

Me? I think I came to an epiphany

Got beans in the pot, hot dogs on the griddle

Five dollar merlot, we call it Merlittle

I spend time tripping when I'm red wine sipping

Red tint got things looking different, check it

[Verse: Wax]

My future's never been bright nor clear

So I don't wear shades, I just buy more beer

Every January 1st I say "This is your year"

As I stare at the medicine cabinet door mirror

But this year the face looking out

Had a little smile on the side of its crooked mouth

And I knew it just as soon as I had seen it

That this time this motherfucker really did mean it

So I took it to heart and played my part

And made the right moves for the forward progression of my art

So now without no shame

This time next year I'll be a household name, I'm serious

I'm 'bout to travel around the world spitting

Getting nastier than having anal sex while the girl's shitting

You just pictured that visual, didn't you?

Isn't that proof that what I spit was true?

I'll take your brain further than it ever thought of going

Mixing a Christopher Nolan vision with the art of flowing

I never thought of blowing up overnight

I sit at home and write with a smoking pipe just to cope with life

So don't ask me why I ain't got signed yet

Ask yourself if you've opened up your mind yet

Ask Apple if they've invented the iPhone 9 yet

Ask Stephen Hawking to explain why we haven't traveled time yet

The future's wide open

A fact that combats any suicidal notion

The Rap Book for Dummies I just threw inside the ocean

And replaced it with the basic rules of making music

Strictly by the most internal instincts I got

Compose things verbal that my circle within thinks are hot

Besides music ain't much more that I got

That's why I'm writing and recording a lot, man

'Cause I don't know how my life's gonna end, bruh

Probably sipping Svedka in a Sentra

I don't pretend to be something I ain't

So the picture of myself as a saint ain't a picture that I paint

The red dripping down the leg of an artist's easel

The blood flowing through the brains of the smartest people

The apple Eve bit from that started evil

A darker hue of the fish guts for the sharks and seagulls

In the haystack, I'm the sharpest needle

You were left way back, we are far from equal

Atta boy, you're kindergarten repeatin'

I'm Adam, boy, I'm in the Garden of Eden

So tell the devil that the apple ain't enough

Unless he puts something in there to get me really fucked up

MDMA in the core of it

And I be fucking Eve 'til she can't take no more of it

First time for everything, every single orifice

And she be tryna keep the noise down like there's an ordinance

Set the coordinates, hit the gas, bruh

We ain't gonna stop unless the order is from NASA

It's like me and Herbs filled out a form to get the cash, bruh

Money for knowledge, you'd've sworn it was a FAFSA

Get your student loan, believe

We at a level most humans won't achieve

We doing shit that people do in only dreams

And I ain't talking 'bout the pretty shit on the screens

I'm talking about actual self-fulfillment

Dreams you imagined manifested into real shit

Dreams you feel with the core of your soul

Dreams you've had since you were four years old

Dreams you've had that kept you warm when it was cold

That one glimmer of hope that good fortune's down the road

My father wanted an abortion I was told

All he left me was this dream and I've morphed it into gold

There ain't a fucking thing in life that I can't accomplish

There ain't a fucking mind on Earth that I can't astonish

The promised land is not really a land that's promised

To get there you gotta bear hug anacondas

Swim through a pool full of sharks and piranhas

We get there, we gon' bubble on some Scantron ish

To summarize what I've said

Self-doubt's only something in your head

So when it's all over and I'm dead

Write my epitaph in red