[Mick Jenkins] I been in...4 countries in 5 days, that 8 flights Ate rice like 9 ways 'cross 3 cultures See vultures, I see people dying 'round me My mind state is...f**ed... I'm just tryna...yeah (mm, yo that was good, I like whatever's that...sh**!) Hol'on Hol' on ...... The papers are the blunts a no-no No dibs on doobies, bout to get lit by my dolo White Grape White Owl was my first love, I can't go no more though Movin' through this water, let me show you how its different, how I show-boat.. Lifted, reminiscin' on them days when I would buy the pack to flip it.. ..ahhhh it's really different...It's really... [2nd Beat: Mick Jenkins-Lazarus and first verse] For thirty talents most n***as be off balance Restore it with the writtens my hand'll be all callous, in no time Got up in this b**h but just like parking They won't validate my sh** without a cosign, can't play on both sides He sleep with both eyes open, I be the token Black guy in the room full of people screaming "n***a" with me Now am I wrong if that's sitting with me? That "f** it, I quote it, why hate if they wrote it" sh** is feeling iffy And all this water got me feeling Misty, we making mad noise Tell them flamethrowers I be Blastoise in your city Dropping dope I could have dealed to Whitney Spark the piff and then he spit epiphany, swiftly The aftermath is fifty-fifty, how you dealing with me You either healing or you k**ing, know the weapons you wielding No prosper, I be no doctor, naw, he much too sickly You must believe it though, he must be Ripley Shouts to Bozart how these buckets fitting, homie where your thinking cap at? Know what you seeking, but I ain't preaching, a deacon of sorts Hold your head boy they breaching your thoughts Have your soul for a f**ing Jesus piece and a Porsche A couple years pouring up, send a peace to your corpse We lost one...just know that I can never get that jaded If ever a bone to pick, know I'd never be dislocated I'm off one, turning with the sage for the good vibes Better know you f**ing with some good guys But if you ever feel to drop sets from your hood at us Know that in a swift moment we could be Goodfellas, it's not a game Drop flames like Mario off the flower, cardio for an hour, these n***as ain't got no heart I see TEN men, but stay with the amens, making better decisions like my wisdom teeth came in Game man, learning, if I put it in laymans terms, you worms couldn't f** with an early bird at your best Young Lazarus on the rise, I'm laying it down to rest I been in 4 countries in 5 days, that 8 flights I ate rice like 9 ways cross 3 cultures I see vultures, I see people dying 'round me My mind state is....f**ed... Spent way too much money for cheap sh** like prom dates Yet, it still elongate My pockets is lined with long faces and white tears I'm light years ahead of the buzz yall toyin' with Cowboyin' wit Makin' points I can't be much more poignant with...sh** {Beat fades} Learned a lot of lessons at the end of the burner Nebuchadnezzar, you can toss me into the furnace Flip them a finger, only ever did the Soujourner The sirens is ringin.. Pull over yo' pigment concern us My pigment is blingin' Deep as the water All you n***as ever seen was the serpent Wait till i surface You might catch a scene of me surfin These waves but i move with a purpose Keep my faith in my patience cuz Im moving with serpents These n***as is thirsty These b**hes is thirsty The industry lurkin.... The vibes in here perfect....