Careless selfishness emanates through every day a teenager sets
All the parents are saying is just take it easy. Chilling with some weed, a few beers and a cigarette
As our life squeezes infinitesimally through the pipette. We get interrogated, but like this it's just syllables
The meaning is lost and it becomes totally minimal. Messed up like this is how I envision the game
Laced with loquacious voices and devious labels, the sleaziest choices, and beats to hit you right in the naval
Prices on the table apple could not afford
Caine waiting for Abel for the fatal blow with a sword
Misdemeanours committed on a regular basis, tears engraved onto faces
Skateboarders and who*es, philosophers and poetic thoughts
As for me, I live in solace; every rhyme is nothing less than my life
A subtle minimalist, I cut rappers like an umbilical chord
For the moment, that's all you need to know. Emotive plosives, the intro