[Verse 1]
I never met a forward playmate I didn't trust
Feel ire each time I reach toward hidden lust
Weather in a minaret or a kill floor
It's sure a must to keep your head up
That hostage ostrich bit the dust
I never metaphor wordplay mate I didn't trust
Feel ire each time I reach toward hidden lust
Even in a mina, rhetorical flourish
Sure a must to keep your head up
That hostage ostrich bit the dust

[Verse 2]
Division of people
Division of words
The inner tyranny (tear-innie) you didn't even know was there
You thought you’d won over
And yet always comes this pair (despair)
When confronted, why begin to split?
Models taught us bottle up and allies (analyze) ain’t into it (intuit)
Swing for the fences (defenses)
You think this in't too great (disintegrate)
This solves (dissolves) nothing to forcibly mate (sublimate)
I never met a forward playmate I didn't trust
Feel ire each time i reach toward hidden lust
Even in a minaret or a kill floor
It's sure a must to keep your head up
That hostage ostrich bit the dust
Who told you to think?
I scrolled through a link that didn't hold true
Old's new in a blink
The global elite wrote a receipt for total complete hiring freeze on all dudes who refuse to die on their knees
I'm ill as the '94 crime bill
But time will tell more than any rhyme skill
(((He's ill))) I'm triple O.G. like ogogog
Gog Magog, it's dog eat dog
I'm in a twelve gallon hat with a ten inch brim
Bowl of bi bim bop while Boom Bip spins Bim Skala Bim
I’d rather look life right in the eyepatch
Than piss my pants pocket and mess my last dry match
A round of applause for anyone who found a nazi
Gave him a pound in the jaws

[Verse 3/Outro]
Art is the answer, the be-all-end-all
Art saves, starts waves while Ken dolls free fall
Art, art and only arts
Give solace to all this chaos and lonely hearts
(((kill loneliness 3x)))
Bad things can surface when I hide from help
And when my brother dies, I'm beside myself
(((not lonely)))