Produced by Kenneth English. Lyrics written and performed by Izreal.
lyrics
Eat food for thought and grow plots that profit,
Realize all the lies and then get your portion,
Nuanced and no nonsense, all I toke is toxic,
And all I hit are targets, been a star since the stork came,
From the poor game, got the board games with missing pieces,
All my people got different passions, we all partly missing pieces,
Brain fried, egg sizzle, cause the pot never off the schedule,
I measure up to heights higher than my physical givin’ me residuals,
Picture will frozen, that’s the opposite of my code, man,
Hearts broken, mind cracked, ego died, man,
I attack like a rhythm, got algorithms and mathematics used to conquer these fanatics,
Back at it like a muthafuckin’ addict,
4:20? Shit, every moment I’m surrounded by cannabis,
Many, many, many, many moons I been doin’ this,
Tsk-tsk, your Grandma said you can’t do that,
While I roll them blunts, rims, and asses match; fat,
Flow necromancer, rise them demons, infect like cancer,
In fact I’m the answer to the antidote, here to end questions,
Back from Bespin, cloud plottin’, gamblin’ my career,
And no fear, I got that, ‘The Ish is Coming!”, I’m Revere,
Revere me, float like Daenerys on a dragon breathin’ flames,
Nearer to the game than any of you lames, (married and tamed)
Royalty, rise from poverty, this century will be revolutionary,
Paid to do the scary, tippy-toe on moral lines, I’m the test dummy,
Pest get from me, sticky stuffed in a brownie,
Now, now, now (slow down), I’m hazy,
Next scene, naked in a bed with the girl of everyone’s dreams,
No need to have greed, anger, jealousy, or depression ever again,
I effortlessly glide my pen, gimme a paper or a mic, flip it, get paper,
Ape jerk mixed with an A-plus geek, I’m the weirdos savior,
Tear drops after every labor only leads you down the path of cowards,
So struggle, chase goals, get your muthafuckin’ life to work,