I burned my finger burning them incents
its intense,barometer, velocity, wind sprints
tinted wind, my pension for venting gets attention
this pens exaggerates everything thats mentioned
Lewinsky-Clinton writtens, the fury is bitten
the storied arc is ship of thought sailing to a vision
sufficient, the fool gets fish, the thinker's fishin
they pushin a Benz, I'm tinkerin wit the transmission
stay frontline dodging bombs while I reassess the mission
Lord bless me on this exodus, engaging the nexus
Falsifying evidence and evidentally no exits
just metrics, the secondary hustle, its electric
a session, over here, on the percussions, whodat?
Whateva, the cat who pulls up discussions from they boot strap
two gats, two claps for two cats, thats two naps
the booth boosts truth through abuse on the boom-bap