Skein

(Verse 1)

All day spitting
Bomb shit homie, arcane writtens
With the arcane vision
Picking on the prism like a starving pigeon
Me and my flesh
Pretty much an incubus in real life breath
Word up and around in the town is
They heard of the one who be holding it down its..

(Hook)
Yo i think i know, a lot about too much but
I thought about you, and i begin to move from wherever the glue stuck to shoe cause
Ain't enough time in the glass, gotta count mine like mine till it last
It's the ominous task
Passage of time fly by till it crash

(Verse 2)
Ever since i been who i be, i've been the m and the e
On the scene like this
Off the grid plot the scheme type shit
He been in the dumps for a minute
Only in the head where measurement infinite
I,i can't stand sitting
Gotta get up get it get that shit in
It's guerrilla interference on the track
In the backdrop get got for your gat
Get robbed for your skill
Pull up in the whip get bought for your bills
I ain't trynna be a part of your plan
Awesome thing is i'm too smart for the man
Forever ever recurring in bends
Whenever the end get started again

(Verse 3)
What it is what it is
Nandez do it for the kids for the kids
Baby moms and the Breitling fienders
And all of y'all poor righteous teachers
We been in the dumps for a minute
Only in the head where measurement infinite
If you get it then get with it apprentice
Jet set, lift, respect the limits

(Hook)
I didn't know i was invented, until it postponed ascension
Realize that you're wise when and if now is pretending
Time in the glass
Slide, syphoning fast
Make time into ash
Ashes of time shine bright in the past

(Vere 4)
Past, listen, i ain't trynna fuck with your bullshit put the full clip in the rap
Sipped into negative pool pit's where you at
Hands drip from sedative movement's what you lack
Make 'em clap like an opera house
Echo in the hall to tall for the mouse
I'm the mothafucking boss of my own shit
Any mothafucka trynna step better know this
Extra stealth i'm extra fresh
Etch a sketch yourself before you stretch the shelf
Space cadet, i major in sacred text
Incubate my nature is ancient yet
How the fuck a nigga ain't the best
I could picture all these niggas trynna paint the rest
I ain't trippin', all in the ultimate
Coast to coast to coast cosa nostra shit

Yo i'm special, there's a lot moving in my lid
Always sorta knew what i was doing so i did
Moving in the sewers and i slid
Fuck was you doing i'm just assuming imma live
Never in the dumps in the spirit
Only in the head where measurement infinite
Get with it got it together you get it
Fall back into mad pieces embedded

Cannot contain was is wilding
Figures you couldn't explain where my eye been
We ain't insane you just crazy
Say the name ring church bells on the daily