[Verse 1: Willie The Kid]
From where it start
Till the flight depart
The author, the blind archer
Chicks coming out of camisoles
Camel-toes, ten toes I stand
As opposed to surrendering
And suffer on land
Shorty loyal like Camille Cosby
Plant chamomile, calamine lotion
It feel wobbly, turbulence
I deplane then adjust
I'm just contrasting and justifying
Juxtapose, enough posing
My impulse I'm playing possum
Summertime time-pieces
n*ggas, sometimey
Watch em, I sip Champagne
And go shopping, Let's talk shop
Under chandelier's a mere option
Cop Dodsons, antique from the auction
Cut Cigar caps, double gullotines, Waltzing
I walk the long way home
Honing in on my poems
Humm a couple hymns to myself
Self-worth. I'm gone..
I can't condone what these n*ggas doin'
I can't complain either
Flights out to Argentina
I've seen enough to know enough
When enough is enough
You can't block my puck
I'm on the cusp with a cup
Stanley. This ain't hockey
But I'm ice-cold. Figure-8's
My Sixteens is quite bold
Behold, the most excellent of word usage
[Verse 2: Willie The Kid]
No discussion, only repercussion
I reap the benefits, the lear lean like Robotussin
Over-flustered, fluctuating like a fan-base
The Black Rembrandt
Branch out, sketch a landscape
Rosemary on the lamb shank
You n*ggas shaky
Shaking hands, throw bands
She dance to Achy Breaky
Broken-hearted artist starving
Out of former union
Unity, you better off
Watch Petunias blooming
It costs more to pretend
n*ggas too timid
Intimidating temporary plates
I need motives
Debating never, sipping Jameson
Egyptian b*tches, hieroglyphic how I script it
Sculpted in the image of a menace
So menacing, n*ggas been miniscule
Scan 'em like a scute number
Visioning Aquariums
Jewels I'm wearing 'em
Acquired taste, I'm preaching to the choir
Wired to a higher place
Replaced passion
Complacent, not a inkling
My b*tches shimmy in sheer shirts
Binge drinking. Cashmere Curtains
Earn my money early
Bamboozled on stage
n*gga, show your pearlies
White Remy,
Plenty b*tches at my tight and curlys
Best friends, Laverne & Shirley
For sure n*gga