Too Much K.A.A.N. (Ft. Bleverly Hills)

[Verse 1: K.A.A.N.]
Fix your face, adjust the settings, hoe, I'm about to go in
As for this rapping, asthma attack, acid alliteration
Basked in the gaze I'm amazed at your basic tendencies
Originality, that's a rarity from what I can see
I dot my I's then cross my T's
Philosophically Socrates
Socking these sad satches I'm sodomizing the tracks
In my laboratory this labyrinth
Conceives like Mary Magdalene
Immaculacy at its finest
Fortunate this force of rhyming
Found an outlet , no I ain't done with you yet
My therapist says that I'm crazy
Maybe off o' my rocker
I read her lips while stalking her
Through my new pair of binoculars
50 feet from her house, in high heels and a blouse
Just feeling out the situation
Tryna see what it's bout
I might break in and then abduct her
While she sleep on the couch
The blinds were drawn, my mind was gone
I'm on some whole other shit
I'm off my meds
The voices in my head they tell me to kill
For real