Connect the dots on my breaking points
I collected of every drop of paint on the day it rained, and converted the wavs to joyous noise
Today’s face is fresh like a wound, and I’m testing out my new voice
In your raps, you got bigger fish to fry than word choice
I been in rooms where to lift the mood you need steroids
When the earth was quiet, I sat and stared at the asteroids
Oh, what a world we’ve managed to dismantle
Every woman’s a soldier, every man is an animal
The hand on my shoulder told me that “it’s only gonna get colder and we can’t prepare you”
As boys, the go-to was manhunt
What alluded to future men being stumped
Death and taxes are inexorable, life is a stunt
It’s all odd in Oz now, meet the Tin Man and the monkey gods
My time bomb’s at odds with its father’s palms Harm’s way lately looking like the true North Star
At any moment American dynamite might fall, you gotta protect ya neck above all
With eyes on the ground, you’ll trip into a face plant, that’s the life cycle
I knew I had something to give ever since I crossed the bridge to my arrival
My whole head is right-centered
I’m tryna make the hunger of life surrender
My new recipe is entropy and I don’t give a fuck if you get me
All payments in homage are apparently pending
But I don’t play that card, I shredded my pride apart, so fuck the credit
Closin in on a clause feels like clamping jaws
I don’t fuck with art without flaws
Human error is veritably brighter when heart is involved
Something off about motherfuckers thinking they put you on
The moth was a hothead before he was drawn to the flame, but all the same, now he’s gone
Before you try and play me, sterilize your claws
I had to unplug the power chord, the brightness was raw
I’m still out looking for the light source
My raps inspired by T-Mac off the backboard
The loop and I confirm each other
Oopin up and down the court, back and forth
It’s eleven of me in my own huddle, distributing the plays through eye contact and hand signals
In this game, you cook what you can and live with residuals
In my paint, travel is pivotal
I stay grounded cause my middle centripetal
I know in my bones the soul doesn’t fall through after the death of the individual
You animal, vegetable, or mineral?
Human being breathing
Truthfully, I been teetering since I was teething

Every plan god damned on this planet
Need a hard restart, we recharge, blow the cartridge, don’t jam it
We came, we conquered, we overran it
We came, we conquered, we overran it

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