Slow dance the sinister 2 step i finish the goose next,
my incentive get you wet
Tighter than noose necks the truth sobering
Out of control dobermans, soda and cold shouldering
Shuffle the odor in, smoking need leaf blowers
Deodorant, steam rollers,
Nothing like clean motors
To roll up kadeem harrison posters
Embarrassed redeem focus, the locus
Supreme dopeness
Open Afeni's opus
The ocean is brittle the tide trickles with bowties
 malcolm little lingers in the middle of both eyes
A hindu who nose dives
Is A symbol to court time
In A blender with codeine
And a pitcher of morphine
Bodies in Moleskine’s
In the lobby of four seasons
Cheap monkey the jeans
Spitting diseased poetry, color prevails hopefully
I can inhale before the street, level
levels a hole in me
Body supreme being
We was in a jalopy did 50 toward the swap meet
From West Covina to San Bernardino for a hibachi,
My eyes glazed over play hockey atop a copy
Of carbon data - a geisha in Trader Joe’s tried to stop me
Knot in my stomach -- plunge in
A pool from the dungeon
This for my niggas bussin sales and hood chicks who eat hummus
Who aint afraid to get blunted
What we smoking one hunnid
Fuck wit the dumb shit you don’t if niggas strapped at the function
Here, reciting verses like bar mitzvahs you could get lost in em
My venom is autism, restrained in the orifices of kings
And boss niggas,
Cold nigga, know how many rappers found frost bitten?
A king alone playing kings cup at a tone
That is turnt, leave a message of hurt and regard
Thrones as a boat in a yard, travel the pulse of a god
Body supreme being
This is just church for the odds