Everything I spit is off the alternate dimension
I'm not tripping but I'm tripping
This is heaven, how you living?
I'm a ignorant hieroglyphic, tagging up your existence type nigga with intentions to get you right just listen
No introduction could sum up
What the fuck am I doing living in ruins with Mayans?
More than defiant
I riot when I'm alone
Destruction through Shakti energies couldn't soften the blows
Pissing off every kidney bean
Damn I'm hungry now
Mind is on my honey and her tummy now
Had me feeling stupid so I dumbed it down
Love it when I come around clowns and their stomachs drown
LSD beads on my skin, bullets sweating out
Couldn't put my weapon down if I wanted to
Not a gun or two, mental that I lose when I come to you
Rather do what I want to do
What you finna do?
Picnic with a few, T. McKenna views
Staying in tuned

It's like an infinite jungle
It makes me wonder why I wander so far
Haven't made it so far
cnd the weight of my car
That bubble is like a tank
I push it around the city, I'm pulling up to the bank like, “Give it all you got or you not going at all.”
My car looking at me like I'm the one that's gone stall
Pulling cases from walls with the same mask from every day
Bout to take it off for the first time and get away
I said put them up
I don't think you fight enough
Double fisting Golden Dutches at the function
Calm my nerves
You gone have to shoot a text, bullets sweating from my pores
Ride out to my house
The beach house the hideout