[Instrumental Intro] The sun smiles at you with eternal malice. Giving my soul to a monolith, chalice. Head space, astronaut, mind palace. Spread haze, a devout, priest of balance. Spare me. Your incessant tongue lashes. Cut bone from my cloth and return to ashes. Silent. I am aware of my existence. Quiet. I am aware of my insistence. Formed into shapes I don’t recognize in mirrors. I break and I bend and focus on errors. I am water. So why does the earth care. A legacy bloodstream flowing from the ground here. There is an obelisk. In the sky. There is an asterisk next to the reason “why?”. If some things feel funny, follow the money. The canaries always sing if there’s reason to study. Follow the line - - or cross it. Swallow the lie - - or find the source of it But whatever you do don’t stop worshipping. Because the monolith and obelisk finds you sickening. You don’t choose, there is no choice. You always lose, you got no voice. There is just the two, but one will save you. It said so, it must the true, or else what can a silly little creature like you do. Go to the approved curated media in queue. [Chorus] The sun smiles at you with eternal malice. Giving my soul to a monolith, chalice. Head space, astronaut, mind palace. Spread haze, a devout, priest of balance. Walk in the bass like (uh!) Stalking the sub like kick drums [Kick drum with a long 808 sub bass hit] (uh!) Chalk out the brass like (yuh!) Talking is cheap… bring backup (Paow!) [Pause] [Verse 2] I hate these new rappers Shoe tappers star gazers Dreamers, no show, no doers Good for nothing no gooders When they see me? They autotune [autotune effect] shudders. Closing the shutters, quitters, Kidders, kid manners, - respect your elders. Tough talk for someone GETTIN’ HURt Rough sidewalk, GET IN or get hEAd by the CURb Absuuuurd, that you have to ask this way Infuuuurred, that I have to mask my play Pure-, only counts for coke and prey and Sure-, if u want smoke get in my way and Sir? Excuse me this is a Wendy’s I don’t give, a fuck, if this was a van, selling candies, to kiddies. I’m naive, outta luck, if I had a plan, yelling at Wendy’s, in the cities, my conspiracy theories. Wouldn’t be headlining news stories. So. [Chorus] Walk in the bass like (uh!) Stalking the sub like kick drums [Kick drum with a long 808 sub bass hit] (uh!) Chalk out the brass like (yuh!) Talking is cheap… bring backup (Paow!) The sun smiles at you with eternal malice. Giving my soul to a monolith, chalice. Head space, astronaut, mind palace. Spread haze, a devout, priest of balance. [Verse 3] I am ready to jump the shark. Worlds apart, me and you create the spark. Tunnels under the park. pizza place covered in marks. Sarcastic, lunatic, always in the attic. Plastic in the water, get sick, medic. Praying to monolithic owls. Fowls. Fools, 2 shots to the back of the head. (How?) I say foul play, “maybe” they said. I can feel my schizophrenic manic mind Leave my neurotic camo behind. Maybe im yelling at nothing looking for signs. Or maybe im ahead of the times. [Verse 4] Seems like I’m straying from the approved conversation. And as a nation on fire I feel I got a reason. Does it matter if a monolith kills you for treason. If your life was just seesawing dipping into poison. I’m just joking. This is funny. I can feel myself slipping on my journey. I should go back to writing gangsta rap club bangers til I die. Why worry bout the tadpoles consumed by the sky. [Chorus] Walk in the obelisk like (huh?) Stalking the sun like mag drums [Kick drum with a long 808 sub bass hit] (wuh?) Chalk out the body like (yuh!) Talking is cheap… bring backup (Paow!) The sun smiles at you with eternal malice. Give your soul to the monolith, chalice. Head(shot) space, cosmonaut, alliance. Spread craze, a devout, priest of callous. [Outro] [End]
