[produced by Kaylib] [Verse 1] Don't be alarmed, I disarm armed armies Harmonies harming ears when they drop like your ma's garments Rakey is chopping arms off rappers who aren't harmless Less of these lesser lessons, you mans just aren't artists You had some clever guesses but nevertheless impressive I used to be so depressive and now I just count my blesses And now I just light up daily to sever me from my stresses My chest is inhaling crazy, explain it may be excessive Switch flows b**h I gotta get those, get mentions Been chose everybody here knows, no questions Spit cold, make you froze, juxtapose arose from my soul Front rows from shows sound like echos, as they throws me in a rose This is Enlightened Ignorance, with some Y S to match I say why yes to the b**hes, guess I'm just wired to that See raps impressive to b**hes, don't gotta message the b**hes Besides that, they're like rats, chew through ya wires and "snap" I write my own fire no need to hire people to do that When you spit it's like liar, liar I seen Jim Carrey in that Acquire your entire career, fear that I'll retire it here People admire the fire that go from my mouth to their ear When people hear this, they get shocked like static Rakey, wait you rap, but you're so bad at it? Then I blast my tracks, they gasp like asthmatics These cats get flabbergasted, the flow you can't surpa** it I'm a pascifist but if you start then I will pa** a fist That's not me on my gangsta sh**, that's just me when I'm past a spliff Pa** the spliff and watch this magic trick happen quick Words leave my mouth that's candle-lit, drop these bars the casket lift Drop these bars, imagine the man*scripts that this man'll spit Scriptures depicting pictures of people doing some savage sh** See I am confusion, part confucian, a nuisance In conclusion a fusion of illusions with some revolution