Enlighten the darkness, rise out the tarpit,
Aim at the heart of it, bull's-eye the target,
Part of it is progression, The other half regression,
Everyone's levels are different, changing em is your decision

Puffin on vapors, driving through the acres,
Lick lips of ladies prettier than wives of Lakers,
Take ya paper or ya girl, either way fuck up ya world proper,
Hiphopper, showstopper, flow godfather, color aqua,

Hock a lougie in the direction of a piggy,
I guess its baby back ribs for dinner baby,
Slap chic cheeks on clean sheet, but still a funky monkey,
Got flora aplenty, solo smoke like 2k monthly,

Your female frumpy, off some dabs feelin' dwarfed like Dopey,
Fuck your Oakleys, I joke like louie,
Smoke thres doobies, zone Kubrick movies,
Uncommon like zucchini, and this is rap right? K, I got a big weeny,

Maneuvering cultures that confine,
Only can relax with vine and wine,
Define a dude defying the odds,
Dont you know number 1 is odd?
x2

Hit the nail then i hit the door,
Then i hit my gal, who hits my phone galore,
Spin spinach like the world, nature lord,
Hit record, get records bigger than holes of whores oh!

No pitfalls, just rolling down river jumpin waterfalls,
Have slipped and fallen, now i know how evolve
Got my calling like god called left a long voicemail,
Facetimin with crowds showin intricate rhyming skill,

Some mime will while I mine minds to get my fill,
Dont fake it, learn, grow, evolve and take it,
Kill it in your prime, only you can define that time,
Mine is now, as I propel with my surreal lines,

Izreal the zion master, burnin bushels faster than rastas,
Cosa nostra type clan, half got coke in the nostrils man,
And i aint usally dabblin in much but dabs and strains,
Unhatch a plan victorious in a battle on competitive lands,


Maneuvering cultures that confine,
Only can relax with vine and wine,
Define a dude defying the odds,
Dont you know number 1 is odd?
x2

Beat the odds like I did more than break even, (get it?)
If even was an Ethan and that evening he ended it regrettin’,
Gamblin’ with a gamblin’ man you better have a better plan,
Man, when I started amateurs knew not to fuck with the King or be damned,

I never took a stab where I didn’t accept the charge,
Surrounding audiences with sonically sexy, sinfilled bars,
From the land of the sandbars, quick out the bland part,
Sip like a royalist, life like art, got a ticket on the Arc,

See you in the next phase, burn bundles of blunts till I fade,
Find my righteous path, walk in the desert sun, no aid,
Like a martyr, wine from water, spit sicker than AIDS,
Paid to do what I love, do the same or get played,

Made versatile, toke like Im wild, 93 child,
Eyes redder than the matadors flag, bloodied,
Hurried through situations that would stick you, bleed,
Harder than the rest and earn the reward from the test,