Way of Wulverine

[Verse]
Woke up, threw my phone away and meditate
Keep my feet on the ground, but my brain elevate
The hello’s turned to bye’s perhaps this L is a gate
The hollows of no highs farewell to L is a fate
Step back, map it out, blueprint, mine to navigate
Get me out of my house, cycling as a surrogate
Serenade myself to sleep
No secondhand, always new
Ink game too deep, but this feels a lot like school (Wassup bullies?)
Soaked in bleach, it’s time to blew
Just to name a few, dropping jewels
Workin' hard like jews
Might go Bishop, need the Juice
Excuse me I’m true to the roots
Abuse the fuse to Hypothalamus
That ain’t news, no more playing games
Accuse me of a slave to the loot
MF’s doomed
MM-MM... FOOD
Words overhead like the roof, good
Tryna get out the hood, using loops
On a hangover might lace your doobie with roofie
Don’t stretch the truth baby
You ain’t Luffy
Premium swish (sheesh!)
Did it with no Stussy
So please get off my dick 'less you came to me with coochie
Really need the cookie
Give me piece of pie
Get it take it 'til I die
(Mula!) really need it, mon
Only with the truth especially when in a booth
I’m a beast like Sabertooth
Demeanor of Robin Hood

[Bridge]
So point me which way the Wulverine go?
Or point me where I could get free flow
Of Whiskey, so I could use cheat codes
And help me find ways my soul will glow
Left down down down, guess it’s time to make a sound

[Hook]
I don’t wanna make a hook, but they won’t listen
Gotta play by the book, get in the system
A rascal and a crook, inside I glisten
What is mine, don’t took, let the snakes hissin’