I'm just chilling in my room, sick-
Hoping I can channel Mr. DOOM for a few quick minutes, get spinach real slick
Maybe then go and get a chick real thick, I'm just doing what I pick-
Not what people wanna see
Motherf**ers needing to be more original criminals
Yeah keep eating your cereal, subliminal signals is instilled that point back to me
And I'm not a rapper, actually I'm just doing this sh** because it has to be a masterpiece in gla** to keep
So while the master's fast asleep, I'll spit bars harder than your heart will beat on Dramamine
It has to be real f**ing dope, it's a Madlib beat
Say one more invalid thing, your bro can go and catch this heat
It's sad to me that motherf**ing kids inside academies
Yeah they gonna get some cash to keep, but really are they fashioning a world that we really wanna live in?
These kids' minds isn't even close to driven
But I mean in a creative way, and also keep their heads inside a very non-sedated space, but hey-
Maybe go and go to space; find that we ain't the only race living in this damn universe
Hey Jacket, that's a stupid verse, before we do that we gotta go and tackle racism first
f**, that's right, maybe you and I can get a bite of some god damn Chick-Fil-A, aye
Maybe find a way to save the day, A-Okay!