This that homemade, fuck the brand names,
Smokin’ on some strange strains,
All my targets free range (chickens!)
Hip-hop flooded wit knockoff Lil Wayne’s (n’ T-pains)

Deranged like I got venom in the vein,
Cobra pose in a vulturous game,
Never sold cocaine, never sold opiam,
But made more money than everyone in my whole clan,

My whole fam is back in the homeland,
While I’m out exploring the western sands,
Life is a game that no one can ever win,
‘Cause we all die and in between we sin,

Schizophrenic, been dead,
Hallucinogenics, surrounded by pinheads,
Can’t focus, 30 careers I currently rep,
Still slippin’ through the cracks without piling up debt,

Forget your lust
For the rich man's gold
All that you need
Is in your soul
x2

Staring at drugs like a mortal enemy,
Got more potions than an apothecary,
Transfixed in them, while I’m far from friends,
Socially starvin’, liquor swimmin’, I’m a marlin,

Sugar by the booger, dab globs ‘till I hover,
Ain’t bothered like some victim with a rupture,
Can’t be corrupted, no discussion,
Spit eclectic over raw percussion,

Fuck bluffin’ I’m a puffin’ swimmin’ through rough waves,
Tokin’ on exotic haze in a foreign place, no more pourin’ rain,
I’m just reigning in my land, gettin’ paid by every man,
Romain’ like my name is Caesar, hopin’ they don’t dress me down and revenge,

Been in my mind like mad scientist, (lettuce mix!)
Rhyme game Zeus/Suess, yet it don’t start with Doctor,
Rather lightening throwing, beard growin’,
Flowin’ like clouds carry me, my caravan,

Grew up in the grime seeing everyday crimes,
But the only guy I ever killed was Mr.Time,
Sick of most my days without shine so I started to rhyme,
Goin’ on my grind till I get a million grand and free my mind,

Forget your lust
For the rich man's gold
All that you need
Is in your soul
x3

Puff a piece of vine till I reach peace of mind,
Know ya can’t reach peace if you’re poppin’ your piece,
Thinkin’ deeper than Mariana’s trench,
With flows similar, that leave ya drenched,

Half my classmates meet their baby daddies in Walmart parking lots,
To trade off their toddler for a weekend, mama’s havin’ vodka on rocks,
Talk up the weekly chit chat, gossip and bitch ‘bout the brats,
Grab a stag from the bar, hit it without a bag, get another kid in 40 Sat’s,

Orchestrate plots similar to drug drops,
Hatched a plan to escape my daycare, that’s true as fuck,
From Teddy Grahams to Instagram to holograms,
Been ready for the Hall of Fame since Mary had that lamb,

I ain’t stoppin till I slay the dragon, get the damsel,
You think you a king but your domain’s just an anthill,
I’m an anvil on your piano, panicking when I enter your ‘ville,
Got the will of the people, can’t stop me like you already took the pill,

We live in a land where our music’s freer than we,
Citizen’s United, the Electoral College, the media circus and lobbyists
Fucked this whole system up for the rest of us,
So my eyes stay lower than one percenter’s taxes,

Forget your lust
For the rich man's gold
All that you need
Is in your soul
x3