I keep my clothes in a casket. I sleep on a mattress. The only suitcase that I own is a basket. I talk politics with unruly Chinamen. I like my water a third oxyen and two parts hydrogen. I'm on a mission. I don't got no time to be talkin' about my shoes; The fresh white ones with the black and red stripes. Hey yo I drop mics like a scratch of head lice; Not once in my life. Yeah I fixed the poles with the monkey wrench. Foul emcees gettin kicked off the johnny bench. If they're around usin' secret identities, These clad beast emcees are my enemies. Me I might take a trip to Danbury, Connecticut, And eat cranberries just for the heck of it, coz. Yeah I stay in line like candy dots, cuz everything I got's Organized like Annie Pots. I sleep outside and get abducted illegal aliens. I eat Mexican food made by authentic Mexicans MC Liberated Ireland. I'm never violent Because I ate a billion B vitamins, and now I got a complex. I leave slews of clues for emcees with no contacts in the Adirondacks. A whole handful of metal thumbtacks Couldn't pin me down and that's a fact. So ask Egon how I traveled beyond 96 eons in a paintless neon. My brain's got channels like Cobain had flannels. The train had vandals and windows with panes that been stained got panels. I bought the book on how to interpret my dreams.