[Verse 1]
Dwell in the cellar 'cause the cell reception shit
Sellin' selenite and hematite to broken-hearted kids
Threw my porridge into portion-sized, catalytic kits
Complimenting cartilage 'cause I admire all your bits
I've been packaging these frames, sending info to your hips
Thinkin' mental thoughts, deranged, while my mind in full eclipse
My eyes will make their way to your cold and lonely lips
Venturing inside of you, a sexual apocalypse, but
I still convince myself I'm fallin' behind
Doin' laps around these average rappers, thinkin' they fine
Honestly, I'd rather end you all, one step at a time
The trail of blood leads to the latter as I begin to climb, I'm
Sick of this wine, I'm hella inclined
My third eye pulsate when I'm spittin' a rhyme
The boom bap boppin' kid is finer than wine
I don't sip, spark that spliff to save the time
And now I'm gone
[Chorus]
It's a bedroom saga, puffin' marijuana, gettin' high all night
Time will tell if he fell off the stoop, and he slips
Streaming flight
Elevate from the right conscious mind that I had upon a time
'Cause the timing was never fucking right, uh
And when I go, don't row down the stream
Place your oars to the right
I'ma stomach all this nonsense
Dwell in the cellar 'cause the cell reception shit
Sellin' selenite and hematite to broken-hearted kids
Threw my porridge into portion-sized, catalytic kits
Complimenting cartilage 'cause I admire all your bits
I've been packaging these frames, sending info to your hips
Thinkin' mental thoughts, deranged, while my mind in full eclipse
My eyes will make their way to your cold and lonely lips
Venturing inside of you, a sexual apocalypse, but
I still convince myself I'm fallin' behind
Doin' laps around these average rappers, thinkin' they fine
Honestly, I'd rather end you all, one step at a time
The trail of blood leads to the latter as I begin to climb, I'm
Sick of this wine, I'm hella inclined
My third eye pulsate when I'm spittin' a rhyme
The boom bap boppin' kid is finer than wine
I don't sip, spark that spliff to save the time
And now I'm gone
[Chorus]
It's a bedroom saga, puffin' marijuana, gettin' high all night
Time will tell if he fell off the stoop, and he slips
Streaming flight
Elevate from the right conscious mind that I had upon a time
'Cause the timing was never fucking right, uh
And when I go, don't row down the stream
Place your oars to the right
I'ma stomach all this nonsense
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