Before I get started on being retarded lemme explain how there was a crew that could give us a clue but now they won't cause we took to long They left earth and is now somewhere floating In outer space but we made the wrong move So fathertime made humans prisoners and slaves to what doesn't even move it just ticks away we just stuck inside a groove I'm not sure if this true but I don't need proof cause I don't give a poo and I don't disapprove unless i lose one of my shoes then I chew on a boob until it ooze and work on tryin to improve my useless use of getting loose on the goose in front of the youth then backflippin off the roof and asking the parents if they approve for their kids to try it too. like woahh that's definitely a big no time to switch up the flo so peace out here I go in my UFO you already know. I was sent to earth in the future from the past so much knowledge in my noggin I'm surprised it ain't cracked I'm light years away In a whole nother class the beginning of time ain't even in the past so it's never gone end cause it's never begin I done went crazy and back again My career is just starting So pardon me if I don't answer I'm in the studio recording A lot of you finds it disturbing Telling me that I should be working instead of chasing this music dream cause it's not gonna reward me I just smile and say watch and see I'm gone make this my reality when I make it I don't want no apology This is really a part of me Young slim shady prodigy Living out a prophecy Spitting rhymes with velocity People listening with curiosity Can you understand my philosophy possibly i could be one of the artist that's constantly A radio commodity who always speaks the truth with sovereignty higher than the sky smokin broccoli I'm the navigator when it comes to money im the accumulator stuffing cheese in my refrigerator Haters put me on a elevator making Motivation an accelerator So fly they call me the Aviator I'm the terminator and a educator I'm the operater and exterminator I'm the administrator and the demonstrator Leaving competition on a respirator I'll burn you up like incinerators You a imitatior and a perpetrator This is a message from the creator I'm alway gone be genuine and I'm all about them benjamins Marijuana is my medicine and I was raised up a gentleman and I'm Flyer than a pelican Don't know why this is relevant spitting out my testament I feel arrogant saying this so I'm hesitant Honestly this is excellent and intelligent Sentences so elegant it makes a permanent residence Embedded in your brain like a housing development Learning how to fly with no wings Is hella sick I guess you could say that I taught you magic trick Or maybe i told you a cheat code You ask me How did I know? Cause my mind is throwed And overflowing with flows Then I smoke on some strong and get higher than I got to reload so I can explode into the next episode its fixin nto be a masquerade of massacres in the rain but it's freezing cold its dealin snow the air aint never been so cold massacre EVERYday on the calendar. the snowmans here im the challenger A rapper Of the highest caliber the owner, Manager, and ambassador from Alabama wrecking shiT with a crimson tide outfit. we memoranda . yall propaganda. we got mixtures of liquors that only winners be sippin Swag sauce is always drippin . yall runnin round like sone ignorant infants yall be trippin needin assistance logical thinking is non-existent. its like your brain just resist it. you got way to many chromosomes missing. but u no wat dey say practice makes perfect but y'all is worthless a real live circus on the surface serving no purpose. Alabama . You better believe we worth it crusin in lifted convertibles causing a ruckus of disturbances. and nervousness all around us we hard to drown out and handle. we live life rising higher than the top analyzing the stops organizing the plot with a surplus of militaristic killers with hair finger triggers thats shoot with accuracy and precision. were relentless we run the game. its our domain. the stars look up to us it sounds insane to simpletons brain the sky aint the limit thats just what they say. a lie to cover up some truths thats been flipping around since the time was made. its truth about the fake shit bein real. it is crazy as it feels. survival of the fittest is the lie you hear. a blurry pissy shitty gritty dreary tricky set of lies to disguise the truth its to keep society in a vicious cycle thats in a constant spiral of recession so theres no room for progession im expressing solutions through musical sessions in the booth spittin lyrical lessons. it's my confessions full of hidden messages im lettin yall know what my brains in possesion of 8 the compression of depressing but ambitious thinkin insulating my daily way of decision makin causin the vision to be shaky. its hard to comprehend and follow what I'm sayin. i know and its ok tho Cause aliens sent this message through the human dylan snow