Where you you wanna go from here?
I don’t know, let's be quick, though (x2)

[Hook]
Where you you wanna go from here?
I don’t know, lets be quick, though
We outta this bitch
I don’t really give no shit today so let's hop in the whip and dip (x2)

[Verse 1: Acumental]
Yo, I’ve been, cleaning the street like Pacino in heat
Chief of Police, in-between beliefs of evil and peace
The beacon of dreams, I kneel beneath a steeple and preach
A heathenish beast, you need to seek a deacon or priest
‘Cause I’m an angel with horns invading your dormitory
Pour a 40 on the floor and then wait for a morning glory to blossom
Assorted floral arrangements adorning formal occasions
I’m an impatient outpatient, born in the matrix
Fuck a sloppy composition, I’m an illustrator
Precision aim, but financially named a fiscal failure
No fiction fables, cock the pistol on some Vincent Vega
Hit the J and stop my competition like I’m Christian Laettner
I’m known to spit arrays of imbricated patterns
Been deliberating plans among sophisticated rappers
Lemme pick your brain, picture frame, I scribble on the canvas
Then reiterate semantics for the syndicated masses
Got a hit parade of innovative stanzas
Grab the ticker tape and throw it
For the hip creative inundated poet
Overwhelmed and seldom sober, have a spoonful
Do you believe in magic? have you ever seen a mutiny in action?
I didn’t think so, freak show, go beast mode with my lingo
Give a weak flow to yo’ heave ho, knee toe lead though
On a beat like me, get a grip, tight
BYB in a fist fight
D.I.P in the whip, don’t trip
When you see my team on the flip side
Dip
[Hook]
Where you you wanna go from here?
I don’t know, let's be quick, though
We outta this bitch
I don’t really give no shit today so let's hop in the whip and dip

Where you you wanna go from here?
I don’t know, let's be quick, though
Dip (dip) Dip (dip) Dip (dip)
Why give a shit? Just hop in the whip and dip

[Verse 2: Term]
I wander ‘round the block, we called 'em stomping grounds
My father down at Bottom Lounge, rocking out
And he awful proud of the path I chose
Hollow body in a closed casket?
No that won’t happen, like proper nouns, make capital
A clueless ape, a lucid state state of mind
Hallucinate as moving shapes revjuniate the future
Into ancient time and space, what’s left is yet to be polluted
So embrace it, if human is a race, then I’m a racist
I once was blind but, now I’m deaf to hysteria
Rules is for the breaking, shoutout “Death to America”, uh
Chicago not no planetary chakra, nah bruh
I don’t have to but I want to
On some Phantom of the Opera, I’m the angel of music
Too sick, this bag of marijuana got me dazed and confused
Spewing incoherent nonsense, marble mouthed and slack jawed
Single parent complex, I was always taught its Dad’s fault
Moms could chew you out without the bath salts
Bad call, chalk it up to a loss, another body on the asphalt
I yearn to see the light like it were last call
Brass balls and an urgency to fight
Oughta learn to read and write, you see
I need me a purpose, a doctor, a preacher
I wanna believe but I’m not up to speed, I’m just on it
I want me a promise to keep
I wanna be all I can be
I want me a healer to read me a verse from the Bhagavad Gita
I need a mantra to repeat
I gotta believe in the godly cause all I believe in is me so be quick
Shit, don’t give me no lip
I gotta believe in the godly cause all I believe in is me so be quick
And just quit, and then dip, yeah let's dip

Where you you wanna go from here?
I don’t know, So let's Dip
Lets Dip (Yeah)
So let’s Dip