[Verse 1]
Elevated
I'm getting sloppy head,this b**h must be uneducated
I started meditating and now I'm bound to just sit down and start my levitating
And I don't need to smoke or drink to end up being faded chakras activated I'm just saying I don't advocate it
Soul so golden 3rd eye open you just hoping I lose focus
You gotta be joking I turn to Chris Nolan I put on my Trojan cuz I was the chosen one
To f** up your life and then f** up your mind
Get in your head like a family of Lice
Praying to Buddha and I'm praising my Christ
Talking to Both with the ouija at night
Don't show me your girl cuz I'll f** her tonight
Feed her this wood like some hungry termites I find everything
I rhyme so tie dye get your a** fried like Popeyes you don't wanna mess with my shine
Faker muthaf**as than sci fi!
[Chorus]
Got some incense on
Reading off my palm
Trynna read my future but my future is in tongues and it's like
Jtoon you knew that living good will lead you to a clearer view with different hues like Langston Hughes
You a living god gotta free it from inside!
Keep your third eye wide never keep it f**ing blind!(x4)
And I'm chilling here with Shakespeare
Edgar Allen Poe and a couple of my saviors
Where's the waiter? And Where's my jester?
Cuz im feeling like eating and I'm laughing so do me a favor and bring me Some rappers
[Verse 2]
f** your metaphors
They're just bullsh** ima matador
I'm playing with your b**hes chest like knights and queens and checker boards
Wearing that a** out like a muthaf**ing uniform
Putting my dick in her mouth and I'm dropping off my chloroform
I'm so twisted I could give the brightest minds the darkest thoughts like f** a girl that's athiest until she scream out OMG
But I had enough talking about these b**hes and talking about these s*uts
Little muts only good thing they be doing is busting these nuts wtf is wrong me cussing on this beat talking bout lusting these demons are creeping I need to get away I need to find my faith I need to kneel and pray I gotta find my way
To achieve my inner spirit I'm feeling a lil bit different reading this book of davinci pardon me for being explicit I don't wanna be prohibit to becoming an exhibit or shaking the hand of jesus I'm just asking for a Minute Holy Ghost in the flesh I'm feeling so blessed you don't wanna confess to the mystical mess of the ancient oppressed who be dressing so fresh feeling distressed thanks to Ganesh gotta keep your head up word from PAC I don't wanna sound so orthodox so let me talk im on the spot like polka dots I spit so rot-ten like one and a zero Mexican pharaoh everything I drop so hot habanero better step back with that dumb brain go gain everything evident relevant eminent
Syndicate gotta keep a secret like the Vatican gotta quit lying like Americans
[Chorus]
Got some incense on
Reading off my palm
Trynna read my future but my future is in tongues and it's like
Jtoon you knew that living good will lead you to a clearer view with different hues like Langston Hughes
You a living god gotta free it from inside!
Keep your third eye wide never keep it f**ing blind!(x4)
And I'm chilling here with Shakespeare
Edgar Allen Poe and a couple of my saviors
Where's the waiter? And Where's my jester?
Cuz im feeling like eating and I'm laughing so do me a favor and bring me Some rappers