[Intro]
It's the return of the soul
A multi-day album experience
In which I, decide whether to put on pants
Huh, make coffee in the morning
Record and produce
And just do all this stuff, all for you

Do you think that's something you would be interesting in purchasing for 5 to 10 dollars ?

[Verse 1]
Sittin relaxing with a cup of coffee taking sips
The only drug you've ever caught me with
Should be writing books instead of writing tweets
Or writing on the verse I half finished and put off writing for several weeks
My mind creaks, and now and then speaks freely
Drips through the grounds of my personal history
It's slow but it's steadied by the well of inspiration
Purified and boiling, ready for creation
Like my drink, the lyrics like to drip and still
Like my drink, until I finish, I can't have my meal
I make my drink every morning and its part of the deal
It makes me think every morning and that's part of my feel
I make careful moves, this business rapped my knuckles dearly
I quit nearly, fearfully, I think about it yearly
This is my return, and these ain't my last lines
I'm coming to you warm and refined, genuine
[Chorus]
I make my beats with pockets and then I fill 'em
People in the know, they rock it then I bill 'em
Scheming on vacation, rub my hands like a villain
And get to writing 'cause I'm terrible at chilling
I make my beats with pockets and then I fill 'em
People in the know, they rock it then I bill 'em
Scheming on vacation, rub my hands like a villain
And get to writing 'cause I'm terrible at chilling

[Verse 2]
Yeah I'm terrible at chilling, yeah I'm terrible at chilling
Surprised I haven't scheduled my whole life
I love to stay home and write
The beats, the beats, they'll always be priority
I'm thankful you want more of me but, well, ignore me
But I kinda feel unworthy stepping up to the mic
'Cause if my lyrics are the coffee then my beats are like rice
They start off little kernels of ideas in a pile
My mind is like the water that boils em for a while
Figuring out their evolution is so natural
At this point, every joint, I'm in the zone and hit goal
And they come out bright, full, fluffy and lovely
Am I really responsible, for this magic in front of me
It's simple, goes well with everything, I can live on it
Might like it even if you thought you weren't big on it
I can mold you, I can make you see
With peace, integrity and respect for who's better than me
I MC for the whole thing, not the gold thing
Sure, that sounds like a return of the soul thing
[Chorus]
I make my beats with pockets and then I fill 'em
People in the know, they rock it then I bill 'em
Scheming on vacation, rub my hands like a villain
And get to writing 'cause I'm terrible at chilling
I make my beats with pockets and then I fill 'em
People in the know, they rock it then I bill 'em
Scheming on vacation, rub my hands like a villain
And get to writing 'cause I'm terrible at chilling

[Outro]
It's the return of the soul here to
Let you know
I'm so free, you can't stop me now
It's the return of my smile
'Cause it's been a while
Y'all don't be coming with no similar styles
It's the return of the soul here to
Let you know
I'm so free, you can't stop me now
It's the return of my smile
'Cause it's been a while
Y'all don't be coming with no similar styles