When I first landed the was outlandish anguish, anxiousness, and taking it for but when I landed I was so relieved I lost my focus so we recommended dosages now I hold the crib? that holds the that holds the poet skills exlcusive it leaves of unfocused flows I don't you're taking too much time breaking too much mind to unravel the parable? that dismantled and left the in need of some assembly so I can find the key and free all the emcees this spins on a thin axis all axis passes help you to grasp the atmos' I mean, what did you my agenda was to freestyle, smile, get to smoke weed, and grab the mic and there's more to than just paying the rent if you're riding on this song you to ride it to the end what could you say as the Earth gets further and further planets as as balls of clay (x4) some shells get some keep their closed get exposed as little man big pose some make moves and stay daydreamers but everybody seems to want some loot, food and a well make hunter green with camo insides, 10 tints, Mr. Pibb and some french fries inch by I take it closer to the shoulder but day by day it's getting to stay sober once again on the edge, head's movement needs motive, it's to be sedated makes me mighty and another tiny? why does my psyche a damn about whether or not you like me? if this crime's right I be wrong I grip this mic tight because it's all I really a grip on so let the lose and let the players play the is the day to the dust some clay, what - 4X] who's is that? it ain't mine, and I'm grateful already got a plate full of clay on my I'm capable of handling fate, I know so do the people that get pissed when this spits too many get caught up in the lines that thought up but it's to me the ones that fear me are the one's that outta I spot a blemish on your planet's I deliver subtle terror submerged in clever pissin? away the misfits the residue that came of the hypothecially spew they sprayed when swayed I'd have em of 'em can't fathom where the from I may be on you can ask 'em at last, when we get to it there's than sand and fluid in how I and evolve can we the secrets? No. can we trinkets? No. so when the ink hits it's more than a sequenced flow I bring you with me so I'm a leave me here centuries now they're gonna study Atmosphere carefully I steer, I'm aware is fatal when I go, I wanna go Ho, taken by the play-dough - 4X]