(verse)
Whats non existent is foggin' my focals, its now a
Matter of focus for a focus and afford fortunes of
Portions of auto imports
What if ford wouldn't of focused? the answer is on your nose, those
Full of jelly done jammed, like damn
Speak of the devils the horners are on my fam
Tail whipping' the sands
But i scheme to expand, till i am
Man of this age and i span the terminal grain of sands
Now picture that
I flat, humble enlargements
No one's really a victor we leaders follow a margin
Yea
Said we leaders follow a margin
Though different sectors respond
When this skin is treated like army men
Stagnant effect
Meant to mobilize our resent
Then it lead us showers in lead
Something common in Martin's lead
Like is this
Land of the .... yea land of a living lie
Alive im surely glad my seconds ticking ahead of times
(outro)
Just take it as some other sh**