figure im an alien maybe imagination beam me up to my spaceship not a mome nt for the wastin i be on my day shift vacation a patron sinna above the basin waitin at the station puffin smoke lookin extra asian hold up whats he sayin ya think that mayve been kinda racist mpatient when im hi im lit, aint got no time fo patience wouldnt mind erasin but it wasnt like the line was basic i was wasted, chasin down my vices I TOLD YA id face em ya i sold ya an eighth n didnt kno how ud take it homie you old in the bones i didnt kno if ud make it befo i stuck out my hand i dint kno if ud shake it u only coppin these clothes u ownin just to get naked lets break it down fuck whats goin round creatin contagious sounds as heavy as smokin rounds n light as ya bitches acura o chevvy smokin lounge m steady lightin a pack of it we headed downtown ya bet m right in the back of it shit is immaculate m passin the pacifist wanna turn him passionless da bastads askin me ta pass a fist that aint the half of it ma glass stay full empty wont be laughin when i mention who sent me prolly gonn be passin lunch actually busy repentin man ya act like i am dumb i chuckle omnisciently got the keys BREATHE no one lent me to ya beamas and bentleys see visions vivid as day that dey was demons that sent me in a scrimmage with pain n he been screenin me plenty religions livin in chains still we all free evidently my belly full of some gas this acid hard as a brick kill the rabbit you had it wa'nt a part of my trick i got my habit in hand ya white bacardis the liqu n when i get to ya psyche might need to pardon my dick n would ya pardon my french, im not used to ya cowards ya we dun started the stench prolly been at it for hours you can call it a theft i call it takin whats ours fuck trump fuck pence fuck everyone in power bitch i am cold as they came, im talkin minus degrees its close to freezin my brain n i think my mind is diseased paintin a picture for satan quick as i tie up a priest a saint that needs liberatin just aint as high as can be so if youre tired like me then just retire wimme ye be the sting of a butterfly feel as light as a bee m tryna keep the flame alive ya the fire the heat steep march into zion let our bygones be so u tired like me just retire wimme ye be the sting of a butterfly feel as light as a bee m tryna keep the flame alive ya the fire the heat steep march into zion let our bygones be ya im shook trauma was my teacher i aint got no book take a look look a lil deeper mama im a crook now im jooged talkin cheaper n the prices that u took at the doctors office coppin all yo vices what the fuck is you sayin child your roots aint rotten you come from a good roof or now have u forgotten that i been bustin my back ya i been puttin a lot in son ya actions mark us all as a stain for the spottin but mama ima spartan n that aint no metaphor its the college i got in, cant say if im better for it im honest when im jottin i should prolly write letters more not the boy that i promised but im the man u gonn settle for got no medals no trophies haters i neva come first n ya ya head ill appopriate i was neva from earth ive just been eatin since creation i been fed up since birth thought all i needed was patience but that shits makin it worse ya whats the makings of worth ya whats the value of value u got ya back to the world n still surprised when they stab u its sad you dont say much ya u be quiet as statues but all youve got are your words i wish youd quit with the taboo i throw my heart on the table BREATHE prolly sounded like babel i know im partly unstable u aint around then ima travel endless gravel with my shoes the times of sandll unravel a senseless manlll have to choose which righteous handll end the battle if u tired like me just retire wimme ye be the sting of a butterfly feel as light as a bee m tryna keep the flame alive ya the fire the heat steep march into zion let our bygones be