[Intro]
Flashing lights burning, camera's drill into your skin
Saying patterns mean a thing progressing off of other kin

[Verse]
Such a touch of masculine when nothing becomes element
I know the distant talk is real I feel it when you walking still
Like a book without a cover, like a hook without a lover
Everything is puzzles like your Lucas on the search for mother
Bulge your biceps at the enemy you flexing like u bunjin
Dream across your fatuous inter-web for fighting like its mugen
Got you talking like she want she wear the panties with controllers
Talk your shit and catch a body fresh up out ya zuka choker

[Chorus]
I'm the means of everything
Decisions that you make
Air that you breath
And I'll never go away

[Verse 2]
Homie take two
Welcoming pieces of shitties that compliment you
Hurry the finish is pacing the samzees like zoot
Brother just in it to get up his loot
Brother just in it to win it like clue
Picky is funny when workin' a skill
Everything perfect when nothing is real
Homie lets work it lets finish this drill
Yea ive been peeping the grill
Yea ive been watching you point out a finger to artists who in it for real
Industry cancer and you are the pill
Having a image just never seemed full
Bitch ive been working it way before "Bull"
Equip my dagger then aim at ya skull
Bitches get tired and shoot up a school, fuck
[Outro]
I'm the means of everything
Decisions that you make
Air that you breath
And I'll never go away