[Verse 1: Ponderous & kid c.]
I stay sly, eyes and ears to the sky
Ask why everything I touch fuckin' dies
I'm left in suspense, a dire resignation
Left with the intensity, the fire that is cleansing
Seeing the immensity, the spire of the wretched
The spider like appendages, workin' in the crevices
On the outside but lurking in the presence
Of the tenants that are blind to all the evidence
The residence is vacant, do not be mistaken
The storm is coming fast, we could all be taken
The world's the energy is heavy and the core is fucking shaking
The devils in the details when you're already forsaken
They can see all that you do
They want to take all you are
They run amuck in the energy
They just disrupting the synergy
They'll fuck with you with just for fun
Then they'll tell you that you are wrong
This is not a song, this is a call to action
Feel all the vibes, behind all your distractions
Keep trying to climb 'til you finally gain some traction
Subtract all of the toxins, destroy all of your boxes
To your most perfect projection, do not hesitate a second
There is growth inside your essence, lying dormant time to test it
Find your best and then progress it if the messages is distressing
Then it's just a fucking testament (aye)

[Verse 2: kid c.]
Aye, I've been feeling weak for like a couple weeks
I've been trying hard to be the one they want from me
I've been flipping, I've been thinking, I've been wishing
I've been making it my goal to make the whole world fall in love with me
Just so I can break the heart of every motherfucker
Every stupid bitch who did me wrong, I go and run up on her
Doubting that the kid, he won't be rich but now they callin' for him
I've been waiting years to be the shit, Professor X up on 'em
Should I exit on 'em, yeah, I ain't stepping on 'em yet
They ain't ready for the kid to get depressive on 'em, yeah
I've been thinking 'bout the way I'm dropping music
Maybe I'ma go ahead, get head up in a Buick
Then rap about it, make the people jealous, is it working?
Your bitch, she on the line, one more on Skype and she be twerking
Then another snorting lines as I've been writing all the lines
I'm thinking maybe Christmas time is when we droppin' all this fire, yeah

[Outro: kid c.]
Aye, CVTEBOY$, aye
Aye, deject, aye
Yeah