[Verse One: Jonwayne]

My family builds like pig triplets
Armed with bricks, just the type you build homes with
No coke head shit
I hear folks boo my flow on the mic
Funny thing cause they're nowhere in sight
They must be damn good ventriloquists
So nice you might think Im writing in cursive
When I leak heat like a broken pipe in the furnace
Furnish the beat and hold the damn mic with a purpose
Serve and protect with earnest syllables, yo
I gotta surplus
My ducks in a row and my eggs in the basket
And let them hatch when Im seeking expansion
My ideas are massive and meticulous
Particularly when Im gripping
For pens to draw upon my own endless narrative
Raw and imperative, I dont shine
I glare like carrots in the wintertime air
The gems genuine
Colder than flightless birds in tuxedos
The penguin mangling verbs when the arm drops the needle

[Hook X2]
But cats whack
Robin more hood than the repo man
No robin hood, more like Serious Sam
No dull shit, only curious jams whether it's good or it's bad
I can say you never had what I had
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