[Verse 1: Vantablac SOL]
My height and weight street cred size
I'm 6 feet, 187, like a dead guy
I don't commit crimes, I omit rhymes
My president drops bombs, y'all voted for Mit Rom
Nothing to trip on, I should sit calm
Watch a sitcom in a different world create an ensemble
I told you that I'm insomniac
If you need that sack of indigo
I got you searching like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego
Present day Nazareth, Chiraq that's in the Go
Not everyone's a killer, leave them kids alone
I'm in control, no I'm in a daze, hydroplaning
Give 'em Malaysian waves to hide your plane with
I don't taste the steak, I'm in the matrix
If there's a beat I could step on, like a step mom
To her stepson for the television left on
Break your trachea, key a Kia Optima on the opposite ends of the spectrum
sh*t, you a speck from electrons
Made negative, I never get in the way of a wave of energy
Flash flesh storms I prey for em
Thats with an E, yo what I have to eat is what I have to eat
Move like mobsters you lop sided with crab feet
I drop science fiction, pay attention to the famed affection
Of what my f*cking frame of mind is missing
Don't mind missing the dart board
I could probably break a wall with another throw
If y'all ain't trippin' through the f*cking wire
Ima have you fall out of men, like the Ottoman Empire
Or fall out of air then flat like Schwinn tires
Yo I done been going so long that I'm getting tired
It's been a long day