by the beard of zeus, im not being obtuse
i was sipping my juice, as i water my roots
getting fanned by fan palms and living my truth
they were feeding me grapes, i was keeping it cool
there is nothing like this, getting lost in the mix
as i take another trip on the river of styx
so apparent a miss is just really a hit
when you realize it showed you things you’ll come to omit
cause you live and you learn and the tables’ll turn
as the candle gets burned on both ends and i’m sure
that your 21 grams stay floating on the scale
when you traverse the universe & live another tale
this life has gotta pale in comparison
the ring go to harrison pallbearer to lennon son
as i drop another needle on the beatle wax
ethereal the feeling the cathedral couldn’t bring you that
i seek spiritual cleansing in elixirs
the mind tricks ya at the right time so go and fix your
spine and find pictures rhymes divine scripture
ok, let’s keep it moving off the kicker
i was sicker than an empty stomach sipping on some liquor
’til i opened up my eyes to see the picture was much bigger
threw a rock in my mirror saw reflections of my vigor
pull the trigger on a life where no material can win ya
and so the journey continues on
another hit of the gong’ll go and getcha
steady ready for whatever’s coming at ya
only to be completely taken aback by the outcome
you thought you know
hardy har mother fucker, never even a clue
sitting on your high hill like acropolis
thinkin that you’re hip but you’re more like hippopotamus
a rift in your consciousness is why you’re preposterous
and i couldn’t ponder as to why you’re intolerant
its wise to be taller in your mind stop hollering
following the path in your heart then fucking honor it
i’m offering a helping hand i see you tryna chop it
machete in your pocket for the prophet that you wanted
a million little pieces what good does it have now
your temper is ed kemper man you’re killing me ow!
with my head chopped off now im taking a bow
why you gotta have beef? i was milking the cow
i hear your mouth just queef, whatchu talking about?
you got two left feet, you’re just walking around!
13 hot beats, i was breaking em down
but you say that’s unlucky so i’m taking you out
had a different route i was trying to scout
watching seeds that i planted finally starting to sprout
as you scream and you shout and you plead and you pout
i was head in the clouds with my feet in your clout
no doubt, i was devout in the ways of my drought
but now im drowning mother fucker steady washing em out
something really smelling fishy why you bringing the trout?
if you about that BC why you pulling me out?
and if you really got love why you talking that shit?
i’ma split before the moon gets lit, siddawitzzzz