You know what to do
Where's your life?
You don't want to
Have to pay the price
For all the sin that's being committed
Comic death, common debt, calming death, committed

Hey Mister
I got a list of commands
I got a million hair strands
Won't you match me in grands
I'll need a bill in advance
All cash, black trash bags
Garbage truck to make them drop some hash
No cops, just the grass
Yep a crop full of masters and hay stacked barrels
Vegan rap churros
And a diamond cut arrow
Sharper than an eye, and a god
On a sparrow in some thrift store apparel

And I'm reckoner
In your fucking retina
I know I can't take it with me
But a stable fucking life would most certainly be nifty
I pray my faith alone could lift me
Cause half them n***as faces in the dark be looking shifty
What is it you wanna give me?
Sixty bucks, a couple ducks, some jiffy
Enough grub to get me pissy
Hissy, but bitchin'
Yes you can't recall
The amount of what you put in is next to the towel
(yeah n***a, good job, good job on that shit)
And it was all you was waiting for
You didn't take it, I admit
You are patient but you're way too slow

Wait!
May the heavens be opened up to me now
Be filled with so much light that I could J walk clear across the open sea
While the [?] erodes along with ego, then explodes
Provides a crowd for the average joe
The ram shack to stagnate code
I'm a [?] animal, but not my savage soul
Rabid attacking those who can pull rabbits out of hats and glow
But not just hammer throw
Camera man should stand
Way the fuck back into the crowd
My demons mean above the status quo

Whoa (chuckling oh my god)
Do y'all feel as strange as I do? (n***a)(too many fears on the heart, n***a)
(I can't, I can't go, like, sometimes I can't help like, "really, really?")
Do y'all n***as, do y'all, like, wake up in the morning like "what the fuck?!"
(Like I just, like got to stop, and like, thank god)
I be on this internet shit all day like, man
Anybody in here motherfuckin' see [?]
(everybody grab somebody and say you love them)
The blqbrd, G7, Zeroh, go, yeah
Weed it is, weed it is (weed it is)
We done done it, we done done it
It's the motherfuckers versus the mothaluva's
Grab the first form of life you see and party like it's 2012 in this bitch
Play the game
Do the glitch
Do the glitch, do the glitch, do the glitch
Do the Matrix
(Blqbrd tweeting at your window)(I know you tired)
(choking)
Oh shit