[Verse 1] Baby better to kick the can fuck it Hello to goodbye time adjustments Polling the trumpets, did done dumped in Disrespectful, discovery, myth-busted Start stacking wallets on wall street crunches Final product reality, sunset finally be seeing with love Really be punching, scab and disgusted Body is something inflicted and puss rejected and fucked with Good luck finding love, man, better forest gump that shit get to running Really remember something, everything you doing, yeah, it means nothing Wouldn't even keep you on a shelf, let alone dust it Right it rusting, teeth crunching, busted Gone decaying and ride it Same as every line, every single, every thought is corrected and corrupted Can't even imagine the discussion Death hold conversations leading to concessions Dark interventions overriding tensions Held umbrella in the thunder and rain Lightning shot me back different, deranged Hell again, damn rain Can't separate either one from another Cause when one comes, so does the other Stars flying in the stellar Fucked up mind still locked in the cellar Illusion like life of a caterpillar cocoon butterfly Every line looks ugly until you see it in real time Once it's rolling, it spins like propellers Never been the best storyteller Just a mysterious cellar Sci-fi to hip hop, this what baby's thriller
