bitch I feel like Kendrick Lamar, respect me from afar anybody wanna try me can get under my car try to live life lightly but they messin it all Abortion or no abortion, we all aborted the moment we aborted compassion. The world’s a stage, we’re all just actin’ I felt the pain, and I imagine We might’ve made an everlastin Tidal wave of endless passion Infinite, sin i'm living in but heaven where i'm sent from if you get it Sentiment, send a set of skeletons from my closet to your residence Splendid shit, spinning hits every time i put my pen to pad or thumbs to artificial intelligence Make a mess of it, a narcissist can call me it, but bars i spit expose superficial reverence Word to your reverend, vibe i got will never end, they cannot lock me in a pin ever again Make sure of that like i make sure i rap, i assure you, you are wack You couldn't hack up to my lesser shit My life wasn't jack but i'm greater than that, you way less than jake, and i'm imploring you to better it All my best friends are half-awake or metal heads With precision in they vision, kick the devil out the kitchen While i make ends i chop a snake or leave him full of lead From a fuckin pen or a mental AK-47 on some 47 shit, i'm walking into heaven lit Body made of cement so it's hard for me to give a shit Harder than you think, alchemy disshevel the nearest goofy & all lesser men So remind me now, you fuckin clown, quit lookin down and tell me, just what was your name again? Even my worst personality counts, he got a crown, must fuck around in the mind of a dame and make sure she never find me or be the same again Ugh, make amends money on my mind, marijuana my taste buds picture myself on the sands of Zanzibar and I’m beginning to taste blood ever been conscious in a coma wanting to know when you’ll wake up? ugh did you ever go through psychosis ? (well?) by upping your dosage? (did you?) put mushroom spores in your blunt then tell some guy to smoke it? (come toke it) you ever smoke that same one, and feel so amazin (un) that you’re caught in a matrix of making it fun (fun) turn the toil to rum (in a bottle) and then yell bottom’s up (till tomorrow) ever recoil from shooting the gun seen the looks on everyone? have you been on the freeway toward the end of any day decided to blast off in a dimethyltriptamine way? see the speed of light with your own two naked eyes! all the flashing, passing lights and all the wonders could surprise! synesthesia is the times you feel you’re in another time or maybe in another space, or maybe the nose that’s on your face has just associated danger with the scent of burning, melting nature plus the sound of it? are you not astounded, bitch? Huh Sentiments of frankincense and myrrh, the scent of it just may disturb a satanist I sent a hit to God gave me a gift and best believe he sent it mint, dude might be on my path but no, you’re smelling shit I must be fuckin celibate due to lack of fuck to give dispell a myth, smoke or sell a spliff for hell of it while sending prayer at devil’s kids fuckin Judas get to meddlin disruption of the truth that I am tellin them they done got it twisted, too dismissive fuck all this shit, lose a shot at heaven, then. I kick back like damn pedestrian that’s laid off on vacation and I do not even question them, no room for hesitation the sabotage capitulating when the self is implicating it just treat em like the best of friends, and beat em like a pest again feed em like a family man, for me it’s Machiavellian the colors on chameleons will morph to fit the world they in so what you think would happen to a snake? let’s say it’s used to slithering in rivers but we stuck it in a lake let’s say it’s venom don’t deliver then we stick it in your face and if that fucker bites and makes you quiver you just never had what it would take talk about moving the goal post following loosely to old notes God, all these goofies are no shows you think they float when tied to stone and then rolled off of a row boat? I don’t know, and I don’t want to, but I know many ways to haunt you people parade their lies, they waste their lives out of fear to flaunt truth they came to kill me but before they could reach I was already gone, dude. i’m a ghost, what do you gon do?