[Verse 1]
Am I Cambatta or Camballah?
My tree of knowledge is the plant changa
Innerstand Allah
Body matter is shifting amorphously as glowing lamp lava in weed man casa
I demand dollars, diagram is a mandala
Gram died, now she Samsara
With the Grand Dharma
Spread seeds playing Mancala, cultivate you, I'm a man farmer
Desert sand gardener, stone hand carver
Trim crops, I'm a land barber
Cam, Candyland, Wonka, the glucose for ant larva
Weapon advanced, clamped, I am D.A.R.P.A
Deep as Agartha, Chief for the Shambhala
Earth flat, I'm off edge, I ran farther
Polyglot of gematria
When I'm talking to Jah I got a stenographer
I pray to myself I'm not an idolater
Allah Sallallahu 'alaihi wa sallam
Before I was able to hold the bottle up
Mama gave me a marker, I drew the Kabbalah
Cobbler, give me a foot I take a kilometer
Thirsty, I drink the mercury from a thermometer
Get your product up
I could breathe in an empty jar and then sell it for a profit at the market bruh
Francis Coppola's Dracula, godfathered em'
Monsterous, siphon the body's blood of Phlebotomists
Batta got his colostrum up, I give her obelus
Her twat'll bust open like the mouth of a hippopotamus
That's a portmanteau for hip hop anonymous
Like turducken and liger, and tigon and such
Flowdysseus, odyssey, Batta ominous
Rock a Oculus as binoculars, watching Omnitrix
[Chorus]
As I bit into forbidden fruit
I grew a tree inside my living room to dig into its hidden roots
As I bit into forbidden fruit
I bit into forbidden fruit, bit into forbidden fruit
I see its visible but is it true?
Ignorance is blissful though it's pitiful, originals ain't really new
As I bit into forbidden fruit
I bit into forbidden fruit, bit into forbidden fruit

[Verse 2]
Masterful decoder
I created the letter "S" after grappling a cobra
My flask is full of African iboga, chatting with the shadow of Jehovah
Only question that I asked is can he roll up?
Atoms I control em' like a classical composer
As I sat upon a sofa, wrapped up in a toga
Bleeding, leaking plasma 'til my hat is a corona
Not the lager, the crown of the last active ayatollah
As a child, I was magical and sober
As an adult, I'm an addict who's in battle with persona
'Til this earth based Sabbatical is over
And when I die, I hope I get my graduates diploma
Unless I'm held back for not passing what I'm supposed to
And end up in night classes with the grown ups, I'm the ass that didn't show up
Purple rain has a lavender aroma
I knew I should've married Apollonia
If sleeping beauty's dragon's at the castle, I'll attack em when I stroll up
Drink his blood from out a chalice in Sonoma
Infiltrate a army, give the acid to the soldiers
Kidnap an Admiral and smack him out his coma
Turn into a vegan just to eat his Adam's apple for the culture
With the ravenous savagery of a vulture, dethroat ya
Handcraft a living statue from a boulder
Anatomy's a sculpture made of plaster with a moulder
If not a God, I can't imagine being closer
Tell Anubis the Jackal I need a chauffeur
Talisman beholder, relaxing in a cabin with a ogre named Fiona
With a satchel full of coca for the lower
Sell a fair O (Pharoah) like an Egypt boss
Read the walls in Giza halls, I see the flaws
I could see the moss on the Cedar bark
Pointing me to North, aligning with Ursa Minor's gleaming stars
He the boss meaning me the boss
He's me, even her me (Hermes) Trismegistus genius thought
He is Thoth, climb tree, he is Sloth
Though the ascendance slow, I'm reaching Daath
It wasn't Shimon that wrote up the Zohar
I'm more Ra, like Rita Repulsa's Goldar
Lone star, scarab inside a closed jaw
Right around the neck of Kabbalah 'cause I'm a Chokmah
[Chorus]
As I bit into forbidden fruit
I grew a tree inside my living room to dig into it's hidden roots
As I bit into forbidden fruit
I bit into forbidden fruit, bit into forbidden fruit
I see its visible but is it true?
Ignorance is blissful though it's pitiful originals ain't really new
As I bit into forbidden fruit
I bit into forbidden fruit, bit into forbidden fruit