Kid Vision - The Admiral's Lounge (Interlude) lyrics

Honesty and consciousness Constantly be dropping hits One can easily become lost in this vast metropolis I stay on top of sh**, but that's a feat to achieve Considering the fact I'm surrounded by peeps to appease But I'm keeping my knees up, lost, no wonder my head Is a second home for every monster under my bed It's like I'm rewriting the language, nothing ever handed Imagination running under a tundra of blankets The pantomimes could never lay a hand on mine, stand in line Disneyland rappers, go the f** back to Anaheim These other rappers my clones, acting fake as rhinestones Rhymes visionary, no blindfold, eyes closed Skating on you like a quarter-pipe when I destroy the mic These who*es are likely going home feeling slightly sore at night Igniting Northern Lights, high longer than foreign flights More insightful than Nostradamus when I'm recording right More than white and black when I'm writing raps Davideo the type to snatch the mic and laugh, then I'm yelling "sike" and dashing Strike the match, used to be a youngin' but the kid's grown Get home, bed rocking, fire up the flint, stoned Whether you're in your sixth month or you're six feet This gift we call existence is a mystery I'm trying to live free, never have to answer to Any authority figure trying to lay my plans to ruin Pursuing lavish life with gra** by the ounce and cash in accounts So welcome to the Admiral's Lounge, uh