[Verse]
Clock's revolvin', lookin' outside of my window and seeing these zombies walkin'
I'm dissolvin', tellin' myself that I live in a place I do not belong in
No one can hurt me without my permission, I sit and I listen to Gandhi talkin'
Buried alive, and you wanna see underground, I'm climbin' up out of my coffin
Kickin' the ass of anyone passin', if they are laughin' limbs are detachin'
Stick with the passion, sick with the fashion, sick with the flow see if you can match it
Rapid, strikin' a stick of a match, and what's gonna happen, can you imagine
Flickin' the cigarette ashes into your pic-nic basket, pick up a napkin
Stuff it inside of my bottle of liquor in glass and then I'mma smash it
Yeah, I know that my etiquette's absent, sorry about all my venomous habits
Look at the table of element actinoids and mixin' the metals and gasses
Pickin' 'em up like they're edible fragments, makin' 'em think that the devil is rappin'
Heavily strapped now drop the camera, this ain't a propaganda can ya
Really believe I'm one of the hottest and they call me the cat's pajamas
Got the answer, who got the hardest shit that's ever been dropped in pampers
I'm going at 'em like cops and bandits, puttin' 'em down like a pop-up camper
Playing the music as time goes by, like I was Sam in Casablanca
Watchin' the sand on top of a camel, givin' 'em somethin' they're not gonna handle
Hot as a candle, can't even stand it, like you were stranded without any sandals
What are the odds that y'all gonna win, it's probably the same as a lottery gamble
Hotter than Campbell's I've been a handful since I was born in Fort Lauderdale
And then I came into Flint as a baby and infant, no money but brought up well
I heard a beat at the age of 11 and though of a story I wanna tell
And I bought a notebook and started to write and I filled it up quickly when I was 12
Started to work on delivery like I was gonna be bringin' a lot of mail
Now that I'm 23 it is the life that I'm livin' I'm deep as a water well
Still haven't grown any money tree and it's the last straw, should've bought a bale
Already felt like I don't wanna fail turn 'em to particles sendin' 'em all to Hell
Can I make it through interrogation by the hand of Satan in a manic basement
When I'm very Pagan but I'm barely waitin' like Santa's sleigh just came early
And I'm scared awake under a span of blankets in a variation of imagination that I can't erase and then I stab a stake in like a manta ray with Steve Irwin
You got a spine I rip it, kinda twisted but I'm rhymin' different, in my mind I'm gifted
I've been lifted to a high position that I finally been to when I grind to get it
Scientific, blind intention, eyes are missing in the 9th dimension
Build a ladder then I'm climbin' with it, then I find a pen to write in hieroglyphics