I've been rappin' since the apparition. was gonna kill me and I'm glad he didn't. might have made a bad decision. he just left me with an ocean and a bad religion. while mary magdalene laughin' smokin' a pack of winstons. up on a church hill acid trippin' with older men. as they tell her stories she's seducin' them. but she's only usin' them. my studio is filled with spirits. and every single lyric dedicated to my dearest friends. yeah and lord knows that we hate the questions. so back and forth exchange faces over why I'm playin' table tennis at dinner. I end up so bitter when I lose. defeat hurts I got scissors in my shoes. and I'm dancin'. never got the steps right. loose I never slept tight. but I'ma keep dancin'. I did a cannonball off the deep end my boat was comin' to america. pouch of fairy dust and a little poodle terrier. a silver derringer a smile for the camera. split your line up like james farrior. I've always been a cowboy they need me like the cancer cure. weed loud as crowd noise we just let the amber burn. wiffle balls child's toys ain't fuckin' with amateurs. I'm ken griffey on the mariners. okay I'm way beyond the boundaries outside of parameters. the rap chancellor jacket made of camel fur. and clockwork got every single answer 'cept time. I've experienced every feelin' except fine. I'm line dancin' again