Put the weed down and still I walk on clouds daily stepped in to the ring to see whose around lately I'm foul baby,
No jokes when I say you clowns crazy flows cold mouth hot but I never drown flames see shooting for the stars so its heaven with a text aiming at the moles,
Scripts is what I'm sending next how I do it waiting an answer like your pending vexed scanning through my bars like teachers on an ending test I'm real never makeup so I don't have hidden blemishes pen is lit ament it with all letters within sentences I'm pressing all I can so my lyrics I impress them with and I'm hoping you getting this quicker than instant messages put my energy in my life I have no vital listeners quick to leave you stiff like poses on profile pictures body's on earth minds beyond space not even mars can reach us.
Make a wish upon me although shooting stars can't keep up cutting them to get in line bumping until my shoulder bleeds I got texts in my hand so I'm typing while I'm holding heat but I live the high life strolling on the milky way making this instrumental leak like its damn kidney breaks people say I'm mean every time my lines speak I be shining brighter than police lights at a crime scene kick a ball into the sky see coz my goal is a divine dream dedicated to what me eyes seek offending people when my mind speaks dislike the guys who try the stupid act to grab the mic and rocket and I'm flyer than the team travel through the sky like comets.