Captivating holy emasculated degenerates A generation plagued by the imitation of sin And shit is flipped like Burger King burgers Wages below the minimum Might've put too many syllables up in my syllabus Simple shit Listen to the grammar in my sentences Metaphorically euphoric states of mind are eminent Crimson ride the slip and slide from lifted highs to different rhymes Then step aside And hop into my brain to face the changing times You and I Focus on the hopes of grizzly older folks that only know the days That they grew up in Different Strokes Nowadays Kids are growing up with different idols And I'm just tryna reach and elevated term and title Like sensei Or guru You do what you do If she said what you do was voodoo you'd be through The secret's out And I don't think that they can hear me clearly Maybe if I said it more like Siri you would hear me Mostly I'm a clever type of evil So relatable Capable of deceiving that even the brightest beings will be in the dark of demons Will be in the dark and seeing a light in the darkened ceiling Bitch it was all a dream If I made it you'd fuckin eat it If bacon was underneath a sautéed aborted fetus Layered imported cheeses And I don't give a f*ck if it grosses you Out at all I've had at least a hundred thoughts I'll never let out My mom said she's proud to have a son like me Well when I'm old I hope I never raise a son like me I had a staring match with the fucking Son and He Looked down at little me in my black tee and black jeans and said "What kinda nigga is you? You think you so deep When all you ever talk about is dark shit" F*ck Greece I only said that shit 'cause it rhymed Don't think I hate Greece Just because you hear it in songs don't fuckin agree Petty thief Aladdin can get it and toss the salad I pass her off Pass her round the crew like Jay No I do not beat off Dicks and Richard Nixon could smell from afar shit was off Ran around the corner to regroup With a Molotov Rush 'em Palamalou Or that's the just what the blind saw Tevin hit the tech from the left A lot of blind saw dust is all in his eye balls before the crime draws Long nose liar for time drawn Better be Questioning the racial economics Your enemy's my enemy We've got a lot in common Stand up for the soul child So wild, closed mind, clothes old hand-me-down aesthetic It'll change if you let it Like a bar flip Make it stick Tar pits Take your pick Card trick My girls grew up in convents It's obvious the lifestyles changed since I met 'em It's ominous My eyes look strange if any bless 'em Let the light bleed out of his eyes call it a blessing With the reverb Ring it again for good effect I did my research Prepped for this test like I'm the teacher With the bass ripping out the fucking speakers to my sneakers Trippy little kiddies skate and play outside the Denny's Sneaking out of school just to blaze behind the bleachers Got some weed and it's some dank If you want pills I️ got plenty In my early twenties It's my life, f*ck off, get busy with your own shit I'm not actually in my early twenties Just so you know