No Context

[Intro: Glexander, Lyric Spitter Lad]
She's going to-
Sneeze and dab, and like, cut the world in half on accident!
Lori, we got [?]
(The San Andreas Fault is going to split open!) It’s Glex!

[Verse 1: Glexander]
Got to get back on the hard grind
Can't think of bars, or concepts I can call mine
It's getting hard, but still droppin' a few rhymes
But all that I want is a place for me to unwind
I'm writing all these lyrics, but they mean nothin' to me
I try to write ignorant, but everything is gloomy
I just want an escape, but there ain't one in sight
There's no place where I'm done, got to keep up the fight
I went all of Glexkii without screamin' out- ("It's Glex!")
My whole gimmick ignored for an entire project
Now I can't seem to stick to a single subject
So I'll pretend it's purposeful, call it "No Context"!
It don't matter, 'cause you all know I'm joking (Haha)
Catch all the smoke, but you know I ain't choking (*choking*)
2020, I’m ending all beef with you clowns
Don't got time, too busy takin' back my crown
But in the end, does it all matter?
Think that I'm mad, so you call me the Hatter
Start more projects than I can work on
And then wonder why I start feelin' so withdrawn, uh
Switch up the flow, then I destroy ya', uh
Cut off your toe, I am the Jigsaw, uh
Acting greedy, just like the bourgeois, uh
Waluigi, you start to cry- ("Wah!")
I just wanted a way for me to escape
Keep this track together with only Flex Tape
Maybe doing all of this was a big mistake
But I'll keep going till I can't stay awake
Got Logpog on the track, but we got more comin’
It seems we have a knack to make tracks that are bumpin’
Meanwhile, you’re out here lookin’ like a bozo
'Cause I’m the Listener and you’re just Cicero, uh!

[Interlude: Lyric Spitter Lad, Joey King, Logpog]
This way!
This way, Annie!
Annie, this way!
Are you an idiot?
*laughing*
I don't get it anymore! (Yo)
She like finally snaps... (Let's go!)
Let's go!

[Verse 2: Logpog]
Don’t want to go with the slow flow (Yeah!)
Though, when I don’t, kinda sound like a bozo (Let's go!)
Get on the phone, call me up, it’s a no-go (Yeah!)
Ask for a feat' and I’m dipping like Yoko, ah! (Uh!)
Act like a beetle when I’m going in my shell (Shell)
I’m not Don Cheadle, 'cause I’m known quite well (Well)
I’m chilling with grace, don’t think that I fell (Fell)
You rappers so trash, got a real bad smell
Gonna rap like all the rest, yeah!
Adding "Yeah" at the end of my sentence
Don't want to look like a rapper who’s defenseless
So I come with bars, and I act so relentless (Yeah, yeah)
Lyricism leave you shaking with the weapon that I’m gripping
I am only stretching like a butterfly, I’m always flipping
You’re inside a bag, I’m in a bucket and I’m always dipping
So in two ways, I guess that I am dripping! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!)

[Outro: Lyric Spitter Lad]
Hey guys, I'm Michael B. Jordan here!
Why don't you go check out my new YouTube channel?
He looks like Fix-It Felix Jr.​