Inspire The Soul

(Hook)(x2)

Lemme inspire the soul real quick
But first lemme hit that spliff, then lemme hit that shift
You just gotta fuck with this shit
You just gotta fuck with this shit, real shit

(Verse)

At times I get indecisive when it comes to writing
The Hilroy page has been ignited
Back the fuck up, I'm pernicious
Vicious like Parana fishes
I'll bring many methods with these biscuits and still bring the pain
They're saying, I'm too sane to go insane
I feel like, I'm living two lives like Bruce Wayne, it's that duality
I want it capped ASAP, I don't know if y'all got that
We got that loud pack, about five dime bags
We keep it fifty-fifty, cause we got that balance
Channeling different energies ain't no challenge
Flow so smooth like butter, that's when I had them

(Hook)(x2)

Lemme inspire the soul real quick
But first lemme hit that spliff, then lemme hit that shift
You just gotta fuck with this shit
You just gotta fuck with this shit, real shit

(Verse)

The fans are silent like the Breeze Quadra
I'm making some noise like a 64' Impala
No ones fucking with this young scholar
I'm raising my stock like the American dollar
Hairs twisted like a rasta
And I'm drowning in flows, just like Fettuccini pasta
We're eating, while weak emcees retreating
I've pinpointed the game and I found it's weakness
I got my pro villains if they even need assistance
Whenever I'm on the mic my style is capricious
I leave the booth in stitches
They're cashing in their wishes
Vigilant and inquisitive, don't quiz the kid
My mental frame is quick and my spirit it vigorous