I'm feelin' washed before water touch the skin
A plot to hunt you like khezu
When all you were was a welp, send help (miniscule)
N***as couldn't fix their lips to push the words out
Eyes fixed to the shelf
Meanwhile, hands striking below belts
Under tables, skeletons protruding
How would the blader have faired if they weren't as blue
To yearn for clarity is classic
My people gotta have it
You inquire about reliеf, I respond like Kalief
Rеptilians on my six, I'm either facing myself or pigs
A burden presented by twelve
Alleged arms on my person, I'm already assumed dead
If they wanted bread, they'd be stale with the stink face
A n***a don't have anything on him but heart and grit
In a honor ridden world, both is worth cold zilch
How exactly am I s'posed to feel?
This n***a didn't have to be me
The possibility that it coulda been is frightening, it's easy
Feel me?

A lily pad of clips pop smoked
Surrounded by a blanket of ashes
We all fall down like that one song said we would
Interdimensional envoy
Miss me with disciplinary action (fuck that)
Hawking trajectory of my arrow
Before I even think about firing
I'm spyin' swollen winged sparrows
With goals bigger than they originating vessels
Bedlam boils over on screen
Yippee, while chaos accrues at the forefront of an abode
Peace is an investment while what disturbs it, taxes