Ayy
Haha
Let's go, Jack
Non-violent, but I'ma make this shit slap
Mostly sober, still gotta nice six-pack
Who you know that's so gifted with his syntax?
Paid my dues, I can't wait to pay my sin tax (bruh)
Penetrate your brain, swinging like a pickaxe
Never settled, so I'm always on my zigzag
Keep it fresh, got my bars stored in cling wrap
Don't yoke the Joker, you might catch a case of whiplash
Chappaqua product, but I'm training up at altitude
Haven't made it, but I'm up here still scouting views
Do it for the kids, bump this track after school
Jack of all trades, modern-day Howard Hughes
Form Megazord with my team, power move
Karma balanced, drinking dew, making flowers bloom
Space travel, chill on Venus and her outer moons
Father to my daughter, tell her, "I'm so proud of you"
I'm an '80s baby, mainly brainy, spazzin' lately, maybe crazy
Hella rabid like I caught a case of Hades Rabies
I had Grandads in the Navy, raised on Southern gravy
Bald as shit now, but my hair used to be super wavy
Flowing like Euphrates, and the Tiber, like Tiger
US muscle, drive a lime green Viper
Vobaculistic sniper, sleeper in the cipher
When I make it big, Jordan ones on the rider
This is my brain, high on freedom
Writing year-round, baby, cooking with the seasons
Keep your school of thought, I believe in truancy
Never found my crowd, I'ma build me a community
This is my brain, void of reason
I left my hometown, so I rep my new region
Language is crispy, pop, crackle, snap
Everybody buzzing off my lyrics on tap
You lookin' tragic, written by Euripides
Off the top nicer than each of your writtens be
Fans gas me up, Jack, you always rippin' these
I can see my stars align, serendipity
Hate fakeness, you can call me bad actor
Grew up in the trailer of my Grand Dad's tractor
Didn't like my story, I had to add chapters
Wanna clever girl, mad love for bad raptors
No chill, born without that lax factor
Watering my seeds, grow my green grass faster
If the money and the fame come before you play the game
I'm afraid to say your thinking's bass-ackwards
Spreading love, weilding Cupid's arrow
Wanna pirate my shit? Call me Jack Sparrow
'Boutta cowboy up, caballero
Drippin' hot sauce, like I'm wearing habaneros
This is my brain, high on freedom
Writing year-round, baby, cooking with the seasons
Keep your school of thought, I believe in truancy
Never found my crowd, I'ma build me a community (come on)
This is my brain, void of reason
Left my hometown, so I rep my new region
Language crispy, pop, crackle, snap
Everybody buzzing off my lyrics on tap