I'm straight tripping on the fly by
I'm higher than your cannon
Higher than your fake fan base here I'm landed
Watching dragons on my tele
Basking on the beat ey ey
Cliques, sticks, magic and wicks
Got your light up in heaven
Got your man hard staring
I'm still wearing armor and packing
Kick your broke ass to the curb
Out bout got my eye on the bird
I'm hitting prizes with words, word
Don't confuse my madness with insanity
Stressed out, messed out, hanging all out
Make it, run you for a spin
Down low lower than my waist line goes
Sediments riding waves to the surface
I'm glad baby I could be of service
You sniff your brain in a mist
And I'm just pissed I can't hit this
Mischief maker can you take her
Out of mind running out of control
Got my game all pepped up
Cliques, sticks, magic and wicks
Got your light up in heaven
Got your man hard staring
I'm still wearing armor and packing
Kick your broke ass to the curb
Out bout got my eye on the bird
I'm hitting prizes with words, word
Don't confuse my madness with insanity
Stressed out, messed out, hanging all out
Make it, run you for a spin
Down low lower than my waist line goes
Prophets speaking pulling to the grave
Profitz speaking well I'm insane
Harboring feelings on my last
Harboring feelings on my last verse