In Foil

Intro:

Yeah, I'm at the fuckin' club, hm, I'm at the club with the axe, energy everywhere, yo

Verse:

I'll kill killer bee, while I'm half-baked
This a façade
I don't trust myself, without supervision bad weight (Nah)
As blood cascade, this styrofoam cup filled, is half grape
It look like a purple ocean with the egg shell cap waves
My presence in rap is mad strange
I'm an assault rifle stashed at a café
I wanna survive armageddon to watch everything else catch flames
The world's dissolvin' down to its last strings
There won't be much left after the last race
First jars, bundles and baguettes
I'm a chemical lab tech, fuck cops like Pac's last breath
Look what the mutt draped in
Food rate FUBU gourmet tie in a apron
Gelatin pelican 'fro, holdin' a eighth in
Spread a hooker's ass, see an eye blink in the anus (Wow, wait, what?)
Gun to the crowd sit doing stand-up
Burn hoods like I'm shootin' the clan up
Energy run up, butler tray of adrenaline
Plant dust, uh, man, what, yeah
Blind mule from Tylenol lines blue
Enzyme stew, I'm high times two (Wow!)
I'm at the BP in a slime pool
Comin' up with sucker punches like Tide pools (Hohohohoho)
Destroyed writer, bars turned to smoke after kites burn, lines slurred
I'm floatin' in lean on a giant pill, like a seal on a iceberg
Spaz myster, sippin' a cold Mizner (What?)
I must have burned the alfalfa
Does my style intimidate, the ego alpha