[prod. Metal Fingers]

[Verse 1]
My mind's a mess I'll never clean
But my mental organization’s the best that you've seen
It’s like I’m Jack with the bean
Your favorite emcee with the masterful mind
Not packing a nine
But n***as packing into my shrine

A nihilistic vision ain't intrinsic
To the simple image, of eating well and having lots of children
But when I torrent I'm a seeder
In your yard without a meter
Droppin' bars when on the reefer
Master, sensei or a teacher

Speak it, I am the most ill
I can’t control it how I hold it else the flow spill, no will
Check the purple how I’m fresher than Prince
I’m never stationary, you can read the flyer for prints

Had to roll and practice wrappin' listening to King Geedorah
Getting opposite of poorer
Ay, low key young Loki makin’ Thor call daddy
Odin’s lightin’ and he rollin extra fatties
Ragin’ from a cloud on the green with my caddies

[Hook]
A-y-y-y-yeah a-y-y-y-yeah
It’s that 31 flavas shit
And we be rollin up 31 papers bitch
A-y-y-y-yeah a-y-y-y-yeah
It’s that 31 flavas shit
And we be rollin up 31 papers bitch


[Verse 2]

Threats detected say avast when he hit shores
Try to take it in, but they gasp when they breathe more
These four blunts might put me in the right mind
My lungs’ll hate it but the rest’ll have a fine time

D&D’s a diamond mine, going harder than obsidian
I’m speeding switching lanes, give a fuck about a median
I bring in dischord but the orbs, they be healin’ 'em
I leave em in a daze, cause the crowd you know they feel him

Verse a maze, leave your children in the corn
Been amazed at what he doing since the day that he was born
Flying to New York, catch a dub with the Excelsior
Wonder where the gold medals ‘cause he gettin’ four
Gone to get some more lettuce so the wallet gorged
Putting numbers like it’s letters on the scrabble board
Far as spices the Charnuska’s what I’m asking for
It’s Doomfist and I charge like a matador

And then I’m out the door