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Confidently Incorrect

[Intro] [Dark atmospheric synth pad, heavy sub bass slide] Yeah. Listen to the wisdom. Open your third eye. Actually, open your fourth eye. The third one is a scam. [Verse One] [Fast paced drill beat kicks in, rapid fire delivery] My intellect is staggering, my lexicon is lethal I’m educating all you unilluminated people You think the earth is round? It is a giant flying hexagon I read it on a forum that I spent the whole of second on And gravity is fictional, it’s just a mental barrier I’m buying up the tinfoil just to make my hat the scarier You think that water hydrates you? It’s secretly a dehydrator I only drink the liquid from a broken refrigerator I am spitting absolute empirical geometry I calculate the volume of a digital lobotomy! [Chorus] [Massive brass stabs, bouncing rhythm] (Yeah he’s dropping the knowledge) I got the flow of a prophet, I’m spitting the facts (Yeah he’s breaking the logic) You cannot follow the thesis, you fall through the cracks I am a visionary, breaking the numerical locks I keep a toaster in the freezer just to balance the clocks! [Verse Two] [Bass cuts out, rhythmic percussion focus] They tell you that the alphabet is naturally sequential But putting A before the B is highly non-essential I start it with the W, I end it with the seven I’m plotting out coordinates to sneak my way to heaven [Bass drops back in heavily] And dinosaurs are hiding in the middle of the ocean They orchestrate the tides with a mechanical commotion I saw a pigeon yesterday, I knew it was a battery The government is monitoring all of my anatomy They try to say the sun is hot, I know it’s made of icicles And airplanes are pedaled by a thousand tiny bicycles! [Chorus] [Explosive energy, wide stereo mix] (Yeah he’s dropping the knowledge) I got the flow of a prophet, I’m spitting the facts (Yeah he’s breaking the logic) You cannot follow the thesis, you fall through the cracks I am a visionary, breaking the numerical locks I keep a toaster in the freezer just to balance the clocks! [Verse Three] [Double time flow, incredibly complex internal rhymes] Precipitation is a myth, the rain is just a sprinkler I’m staring at the galaxy, a cosmological thinker The moon is made of cheddar but the government is lactose Intolerant, so they are keeping everyone in fact-close To the propaganda, pandas are a guy inside a furry suit I’m planting all my money in the garden for the money root You cannot comprehend the psychological capacity I’m operating daily on a higher plane of mastery I figured out that breathing is a habit we can terminate I’m holding in my oxygen to watch my body germinate! [Bridge] [Beat slows down, sparse atmospheric production] They call me crazy. They say I need an education. But I have a degree in quantum thermodynamics from a website I made yesterday. Listen to the cadence. [Verse Four] [Beat switches back to high energy drill, relentless flow] Photosynthesis is fake, the trees are eating microchips I’m reading all the data from the cracking of my fingertips I never use a compass cause the magnetic polarities Are nothing but a network of elaborate hilarities I’m stepping to the microphone and bending the reality With undeniable and insurmountable fatality My flow is microscopic but my theories are botanical The universe is nothing but a simulation mechanical! [Chorus] [Maximum volume, ad libs echoing] (Yeah he’s dropping the knowledge) I got the flow of a prophet, I’m spitting the facts (Yeah he’s breaking the logic) You cannot follow the thesis, you fall through the cracks I am a visionary, breaking the numerical locks I keep a toaster in the freezer just to balance the clocks! [Outro] [Music fades slowly, bass rumbling] Think about it. Mirrors are just windows to an identical universe. Stay woke. Stay incredibly hydrated with sand. [Beat stops]