Only rap when the moods right under moonlight personality two types keep it weird like a leopard with two stripes, stay right, lose sight, bring it back, I attack, pull the Mac from the backpack & fire back deep breath & relax I'm observant of these servants undeserving of the thoughts I'm serving, so I'm purging all these thoughts are emerging as the sands turn black in this desert flesh burning, the thirst hurting time running out as I keep searching uncertain that the talent isn't there staying focused, nobody really cares I won't rap bout money or drip, I won't speak on the house or expensive whip, I won't grind for materialistic shit, I grind for the influence that's it. fuck ur Illuminati & Bugatti, send whoever you want got a shovel with a deep ditch catch another body Couldn't harm me with an entire blood raged army I stay unconscious to the fact that another rapper is better than me you better than me? who's better we'll see more followers? paid more money than me I'll be Freddy in ur nightmares for sleeping on me this giant will awake, earth & crumble as it shakes ocean waves they rush & they break I'll be the only one standing in the wake pounding my chest, like an en-raged caged ape, I've crawled from the pit of snakes dirt covered through the desert just to piss on ur grave, other rappers know the Guru spits flames, bloodstains, burns, maimed, I'm the unchained, take shots, close range, unfazed, quick jab, left hook, left dazed, fuck a metaphor, I spit in metaphrase after me? I'll call you PAC wishing for better days