[Intro]
Life check, one two, one two (x4)
[Verse 1]
In the beginning there was me, eyes barely open
They say that life's a stage, the doctor handed the program
Screams were the soundtrack, sans piano like "no, Sam"
Chocolate midwife held me, humming a slow jam (huh)
I think that's why babies are born with soul, man
Gift from the mother and father, twixt the son and the daughter
Fixed by cells that are martyred (martyred)
Riding fluorescent coat tails out of the hospital
While my brother sung, sister's feeling grateful for the life that's right beside her
Even if she doesn't understand
Even if she doesn't understand
Damn
[Hook]
Life check, one two one two (x3)
Life, check it out, it's like
Y'all thought I was about to go off, right?
Nope!
It's like this and like that (x6)
Check it out, for real
[Verse 2]
In the beginning there was heat, nothing resembled emotion
A vast cosmic ocean of primordial soup
Dipping a quill in black ink to finish the blueprint
Lighthouse perched atop God's working table
2 weeks spent tweaking the moonlight so it was just right
Created coffee bean just so she could stay awake at night
Time to pour another one (cup flowth over)
Deadline is racing (confidence is lowered)
Pre-history architect with seven billion mouths to feed
Boss is worried, hurriedly popping all of the mountain seeds
Writing by halo light (these things ain't tipping right)
Moving around so much you'd think God was a gypsy
Black hole eyes scanning, all attention demanded
Plot code flowing out of her fingers like David Mamet
Running out of time with an approaching finish line
Until she dropped a hand grenade and started the Big Bang
[Channel]
This island's one big mess
You can call me a nihilist
I'm pretty sure God settled for us (x4)
[Verse 3]
In the middle there was she, eyes drooping from exhaustion
#2 yellow, throwing pillows at the problem
Another batch of homework, gotta run home first
See, little girl was taught that life was an obstacle course
Running from A to B and one day she'll finally make it
Diploma, aroma of success to be the best yet
Bed rest is meant for those who don't know when to stop
Running the plot, tending the crops, knows that she's grinding hard on the block
Tell her to stop, no she will not, designing her own funeral plot
Little does she know she's reaching the end of Act 2
Will she lose? "Lost" is an unapplicable concept
A construct, she's washed up, no longer the tall one
No life gangster, she's living in false hoods
Pocket full of paper but soul's drowning in all "shoulds"
Shoulda, coulda, woulda Willy Wonka eat the Budda with the ruler
Measure what's left of life before she's gone like
[Hook]
This is the life check (x3)
One two, one two, what is this?
(x4)
[Channel]
d**h ain't all that bad, man, nah, d**h ain't all that bad (x4)
[Verse 4]
At the end I felt calm, coffin warm and inviting
Mirror reflection of lost intentions are within sighting
Done fighting, no longer crying, it's so exciting
Lighting the fire, finally find the mighty Poseidon
Flying, might I ask to Zeus to borrow some lightening?
Sighting the flyer nightly, sign me brightly a Titan
They dropped me underground, blindly hugging a mic stand
Alone, silently rapping, silently rapping like
[Outro]
This is the life check (x3)
Life check, one two, what is this?