Eyo the worlds so fucking cold I got a dark soul
But thats the reason that I stay strong though
Throwing all these darts that are sharp as a strongbow
Geppetto Stromboli going hard Where's Waldo
A little on the nose, going gonzo
I'm a little while over from Toronto
The 23 God buckwild like a bronco
Feeling like the head honcho at the rock show
We are all here today and we're gone tomorrow
Pour it on the ground and pass round the bottle
I was born in Mississippi use to live in Colorado
Cyberpunk hippy outer space in the cosmos
Mondo 2000, 23 with the gospels
From the tonsils on the consolе do it pronto
Shout out the immortal Illuminati Congo
Spitting flows from Chicago to Key Largo
Straight gasoline I bе flaming at the nostril
The flow so colossal the chosen apostle
Its Noah the novelist, the boy in the Madonna
Flossin' smoking on a dinosaur fossil
On a narrow path the road nobody followed
The earths hollow its a hard fact to swallow
I wrote volumes of the poetry of sorrow
Dollar bill yall, don't beg and don't borrow
John Doe in the condo like a Soprano
I guess he wasn't really lucky as Luciano
Forget all the rah-rah and the bravado
You get mashed up like an avocado
Serving them big bags cause I'm in bossmode
Your stupid ass will get fried like falafel
I paint a picture, feeling like Picasso
Thinking up a motto while I'm drinking a piña colada