Camera Obscura

[Intro]:
Just chillin' out, you know what I mean?

[Verse 1]:
Uh, I'm Hip Hop's aborted son
Bloodline foreign, dirty crates hoardin' drums
Might need 40 ounces and 40 guns
For 40 days and 40 nights in bloodsoaked Jordan 1's
Off balance in a dark labyrinth
Beatin' myself is the top challenge
I ain't tryna talk practice
My mind's all absent, wrote this rhyme off Absinthe
On the balcony exhalin' smoke
Fuck my bitch's throat, then let her drive the boat (Hah)
For champagne dreams I kill, rob and loot
5 star hotel, treat her like a prostitute
When I strike I don't give a warning
Nothin' like the smell of napalm in the mornin'
Armagеddon on a day that's sunny
Counting money, bumpin' Portishead Dummy

[Versе 2]:
Freestyle Phantasmagoria
The acid backflipped in my cornea
On some G shit, learned the secret from Victoria
Somewhere in Astoria, chasin' euphoria
I ended up in Goshen (Uh)
Know some ese's that exterminate rodents
Overdosin', watchin' a typhoon approachin'
Mouth foamin', the moonlight danced on the ocean
Hell's Bells, psychedelic tales
5 figures, from domestic sales
Eclectic, where my aesthetic dwells
Real low-key just like the Majestic Twelve