My Old Self
Packin bowls and all I smell is loud
My senses gotta be fucked
Since when can I see sound?
Dumbfound you have me
Bruh I'm Not so grounded can we
Talk about some other shit shall we?
High as fuck and ditched out on soudy
Brain like a slurpee freezin and cloudy
I mask my fear with routy
Ness
I'm sorry shit can we just forget about it? And forget about this?
I'm so distinctive and particular with and about my shit
One day I'm sure I'll overdose on unknown toxins
Never discovered and never to be copied
I think I'm topping all my other raps with chocolate
Flavored broccoli
Yeahhh I know at first you that was so scrumptious,
But now it's sounds disgustin
I'm in ur mind fam Making reductions
And chillin with discussions about this hunch I've
Been having
I'm so outstanding and outlandish
Quick with candid Atlantis
It's so outdated and at last its
Known in fairy tales and now that fairy tells us bullshit
Once I pick up the pen
All you other artists forfeit
I own it never condone it
Just pray for the moment and hope it's hits you like it's stonnin
Back to the Stone Age
Mid-evil times
My ease of rhyme does much more than redefine
I'm seein eye to eye with
All other alliances
Clans and fucked up cult followins
Heart wallowin from what just happened
It's really got me fucked up like
What's up?