I consider myself a silent teacher
Sinful preachers, forgetting the birth, the shit show
With my telekinesis, mentally Magneto
Comin' up with the thesis upon hope, oh, oh, oh yeah
You belittle yourself, wishin' that you wood and just splittin' yourself
Killin' yourself, and tomorrow, cleanin' yourself, oh, oh, yeah
One within the middle of self, anyone else
Always low and I'm Tom Clancy with stealth
Malcolm in the Middle of emotions and health
Been a one-star, I don't fuck with the Yelp, yeah
So the feelings have cost you
Never stain up on my heart, forgot 'bout the coaster
I need your margarita, happened to her? Don't know, sir
I don't know
So we go and plunge
Ready, steady, fee fi fo, on the run, PTSD from the 5-0
Tryna lie low but alligator eyes is so flow
Wherever I go, they keepin' one closed, I know
I know any second, pyro
I could blow like Coachella, so overheat the silo
It's the damage conflicted, but continue, all I know
So we plunge
Ready, steady, fee fi fo, on the run, PTSD from the 5-0
Tryna lie low but alligator eyes is so flow
Wherever I go, they keepin' one closed, I know
I know any second, pyro
I could blow like Coachella, so overheat the silo
It's the damage conflicted, but continue, all I know
So we
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