Home Base

Intro:

- This is much more important than facts and figures, what kids should know is, illegal drugs are bad news, don't mess with them
- (?!)
- Lemme tell you (?), he was (?)

Yeah, I don't mean to ruin the vibe here, yeah, Progresso, Fatal Dose shit, rap, rap, yo, hmm

Verse:

This pop screen got terpenes in it
My breath controlled out of a monk meditatin' underwater by a temple for 30 minutes (Ah)
Fry 13 Christians
Blessed by the Gods
The blessing was then used by devils to curse me with it (Hahahaha!)
I'm too nervous, like Tesla
Right towards the end in that New York hotel orderin' room service
Sold dope in the booth workin' (Word)
It's like I got a mouth fulla syringes, jugglin' two spoons burnin'
The truth will soon surface
Fuck these gas stations, I'm full service, megalo balloon circus
One foot out the casket, the rest of me half in
I'm not sayin' everybody trash I'm, sayin' they trash-ish
Kickin' down trash lids
Instructions to set a pipe bomb off in traffic, kinda look like my tracklist
Wrote this in the back of a bomb threat
I don't wanna write a love song, sonic, no I don't wanna do concepts (Word)
I'm not a Comicon head, I don't hate every rapper
Nah, not yet (nah), head over smog breath

Outro:

I don't work in terms of conscious messages, I can't do that, it has to be, something that I'm revealing to myself while I'm doing it which means that while I'm doing it I don't know exactly what's about, you said that-that the courage or the-to take that chance, you know, what's gonna come out, what's comin' out of this