Wayvee - Abstract lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: illbert] Could be a titan but my writin' needs some tightening Listen to my sh**e and you might find that it's enlightening I'm not a Brit, but I'll pretend so I can rhyme some things Like these diamond rings that I'm conspiring for time to bring If you need inspiring come join me at my table Of fabled abilities that are able to chisel these Similes with imagery, I'm like the epitome Of whack, cheap, two bit MCs- b**h, kiss me please I'll live in infamy so listen to my symphony Of words and beats that I completed, but I do things differently Coincidentally my mind is quite essential these Mental faculties are actually often transcendental Need monumental momentum for a moment, my hair's messy so comb it This is an omen- of things to come today Me and my other personalities that live up in my cranium Are aiming emphatically to demonstrate that I'm crazy And I'm ill like pestilence, still an image of excellence There's no evidence of precedence for this elegant eloquence Chemical elements combine in a reaction You can't understand me cause I speak in abstraction [Hook: illbert] This is my abstract, my warning I get abstract Never on a bad track, my head is full of rad facts This is my abstract, I told you I get abstract Silly like Kandinsky, man, I need a laugh track [Verse 2: illbert] I got a big dictionary in my mind Synonyms for sick ain't exactly hard to find If you're infected, ailing, queasy, or diseased Listening daily will not help put you at ease You'll just become disoriented, dizzy, and confused From a simple simulation of a mile in my shoes Here's a window through my consciousness from self-loathing to pompousness Don't sponsor nonsense sh** like calling me monotonous Now try real hard to process my thoughts, they'll tie your brain up in knots Connect the dots, if you can't you don't know jack squat Hold that thought, (yo) box it up like Pica**o I'm colossal, between Burkina Faso and Costco Get off my jock though, I'm not macho or mucho Hope you're not too offended by my raunchy and rude show I'm a dynamic duo, talking about me and myself Spaced farther out that Pluto but I'm cold as an ice shelf I'll die or else be the inventor of immortality Don't tattle tell on me for ignoring this boring reality Cause I'm an abnormality, a walking Jackson Pollock painting My brain's splattered on the wall, now I've got you fainting [Hook]