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!