Verse 1:
Who want to bet me that I don't get testy, if you test me
My trigger finger is the voice box and I express heat
Bullets rain from my brain screaming “f** umbrellas”
My perfect timing advances clocks on Cinderellas
It's one minute to midnight and I ain't got nothing but time
Reverse spells when I spit rhymes
Snitches drop dimes just to pick up a quarter
I drop j**els just to shine when I double your quota
Watch me, I move sediment like rivers, it's evident
That I'm after the bill that ain't got the face of a president
I spit it from the soul like rock and roll
Before the white man hopped in our zapatos
On cruise control, I drift like Tokyo
Ya'll life your lives like beavers tryna block my flow
Damn, no pun intended, I just feel like I'm high
Don't want to die, but I kind of want to live in the sky
Or on the skyline, high above the crime rate
It's kind of hard to feel irate in a building that sky scrapes
Head in the clouds when I drink like an alcoholic
But my body's in space when I'm standing on my wallet
I stayed strong on days I should have been broken
Chain smokin', wiser words have never been spoken
Open your ears, I'm purer than Everclear
f** a time machine, meet Ben Franklin, he's right here
Verse 2:
I spit that wonder rhymer sh**, me and my conglomerate
Never remain anonymous, caught up in the finest sh**
See I let my finer taste get the best of me
But honestly, all these girls move so s**ily
That I can't stop giving them everything that I have
I guess I'm losing everything that I had
See my mind plays these tricks on me
Feeling like Bushwick Bill and Mr. Willy D
I sit alone in a four cornered room, staring at candles
Ready to go bananas