[Intro: R.A.P. Ferreira]
Left-
It was a left here and then a right
It was a left and then a right and then another right
Fuck
Another-
Another red wall
No that was right
It was a left and a left and a right
No it's a right and a right and a red wall
Another red-
Dammit

[Verse 1: R.A.P. Ferreira]
One wonders if given other circumstances
Young hunters
No remorse or second chances
Suppose we fed mouths
Gristle and neck bones piled
Joseph Jarman joining me in exile now
From Chicago to eight-mile
Bet the state farm
Photo fry like egg' parm
Mind fried like egg yolk
Conch perm fructose
That's how the loop goes
Whichever route you chose
Roads lead places
Seems basic 'til you look deep in they faces
And they sayin' some goofy shit like
"I wanna be an indie rapper"
Please, you a whippersnapper
Stick to HIPAA or FAFSA
Fits of laughter and pleasantries at mealtime
This is sensitive circuits
Berserk solder burnt-out spark
Don't return
It hurts to learn
Tending to the furnace
N***as was burdened with banishing they last hope
Bad joke 'til the poker prods
You sure you ain't praying to the bogus god?
Nothing ever seemed to go your way
And you know, it hurts to say it
Hurts to say but-
Do you have the faith?
Do you have the faith?
[Outro]
Color
Six-stroke collage
Butter
Dip-coated dislodge
Hierophant dip thrown posture
My favorite sophist on the beatbox
It was just him and me
Him and me
Him and me
Him and me
Him and me
Him and me
Him and me
Him and me