A million here, a million there
A million miscroscopic molecules of magic per square metre
Every fair chica fall for me when I'm there to meet her
Gassin' people up, they better check their meters
I'm a rare piece o' gold in a warehouse o' coal
I'm'a flare up and glow so prepare for my flow
Stare through your soul like I'm scared to really know
What's in there, I compare where I'm at to where I'm goin'
Oh that took a turn...what did you expect?
My mind's in a million pieces, that's why I can't keep to one subject
Like a woodpecker drillin' on bark, I be fillin' these bars with the sharpest remarks
I got heart, pick apart whatcha hardly pass as art
Just discard this shit and start with a spark and a fart cause

Cause mothafucka my shit's fire

If they catch me in Saudi Arabia
I'll be really scared 'cause if you're gay they be slayin' ya
Don't know what the fuck kinda game they be playin' there
But they my brothers and sisters so for them I be prayin' yeah
2018, we be on the same team
Love is comin' for us, I can see there's no escaping
All my fuckin' life I been livin' in a daydream
Always stuck inside in a prison with a grey theme
It may seem like I'm shakin' up the scene
But I'm lyin' a coma and I wake up and I scream
Then I go back to sleep cause I'm so slack and weak
I'm a goalsetter with nothin' to show for the week
I'm a go-getter showin' no metta to my peeps
I'm a hotstepper try'na come through with cold feet
Makin' mediocre lyrics over olds beats
But you bitches best believe, when I'm on it I be spittin' that heat

Yes mothafucka I'm
Ill like a fever, I build like a beaver
My rhymes are enshrined like a picture of Shiva
Mist of the ether, gift of the priest
Or a spliff fulla reefer, pick one of either
Fist to the teeth o' the demons beneath ya
Bitch, I'm'a beat the livin' shit from ya keister
Drop you on the floor like you're a slippy bar of soap and I just
Squeezed ya, nail you to a cross like it's Easter
Feast upon your flesh like reverse last supper
I convert wine into water, turn you to an upper
Cause you were a devil and a downer, this is alchemy
Tie you to a bungee cord and throw you from a balcony
Time to watch you plunge into sin and spring back up
Wait a second, what the fuck, hold up, back up
What is the rap try'na tell me on the track
As I channel parallel realities from the deep black
A hundred million Gs, you can keep that
All I really need is to be free to receive that
Feedback, nicotine and weed, why'd you need that?
Only smokin' trees when I feel I need to feed that
Fire that's dyin' with the dryin' of my desires
Still I'm stuck on this fuckin' line because my mind's tired
I'm hired cause I'm hardwired to be charged by a
Barbed wire fence with immense power to inspire
I'm paradoxical, hot like a popsicle
I can't stop til I drop cause I got to fill
All this silence with somethin' right?
Can't take the shit that go bump in the night
Good mornin'