PG&E

Something on my mental spilling out my mouth
Waking temple rose up from the ground
Feel like the kettle, smoke the pot, you can't ignore the sound
I'm gettin' hot
Lock it in, I can't be goin' out
Smoking on that unicycle 'cause I can't handle bars
Big balance
Big balance
Big balance
Big balance
Big balance
Count up the dead like it's World War II
I'm fucking blessed it's 2022
I'm fucking best out, you think I'm not, well let's see what you do
I brought the vest out, you shooting shots but shit I'm bulletproof
I'm on a quest now, deep in The Hall of Egress
I see right through you when I can't even see shit
Should be on TrueBlue, this flying every day shit
I'm goin' cuckoo, time stops, my watch won't tick

Burning trees, lightning on my jeans
I'm PG&E
I'm talking with the mirror, what do you see in me?
Pop out like a meerkat, back into the scenery
I'm like did you hear that? It sound like someone whispering
This sticky got me stuck
I held that shit too long
Just dropped a couple bucks, undercover it's not john
Gold in my maw, kingdom that I look upon
It's nothing to the sun, everything the light is on
Down payment, nothing to the sum
Profit has a cost
Down paper, something on my tongue
Think my mind is lost
Just give in, you know how it feels, you've been at the crossroads
Forgiven, nails in my heels but I never lost hope
Still stepping Yasuhiro heels
In the ring, I want smoke
Through your TV I'm a ghost
Mayweather, take it to the face
Turn my other cheek, turn the other way
Any weather I'm still lookin' fly so I feel great
And we birds of a feather so I'm flying with my gang
I hope I don't turn into a flower when I'm scrying in the lake
You're what you consume though, I guess that's my fate