I treat this life like a painting, I composition myself out of the paint
Think that I'm running away, I'm just taking off, have money locked in my brain
I'm just taking off, taking off, taking off
Maybe I'm lost
God damn it, maybe I'm lost
Maybe I'm lost, maybe I'm lost, maybe I'm lost
I found some time now, now I'm full of time now, I can't waste time now
I'm full of time now
Sorry, I ain't hopping on no projects, bitch
I'm too busy projecting my vision
Professor X'ing all the mutants
I don't want change, no, I need a billi
Specially trained, yeah, I aim for brains, yeah, double tapping the whole game
I don't dance with bitches, I don't dance with fame
I just want a chain that break physics
Watch Jay fly away, his brain uplifted
He on the ceiling, head spinning, exorcising villains
Head of the dealing, I see the systems, I see connections
I got the network, I got the best work
I got a good feeling
I got a good feeling
I got a good feeling
I got a good feeling
Feeling, feeling
I like a Polaroid, shake me good, you know I'm the, GOD, you know that I am the boy
Playing around with these toys
It's like I'm James in the Giant Peach
F*ckin' this pussy like UFC
She treat me like God
I'm in the octagon
I'm numb as f*ck
Baby, pick up the phone, pick up the phone
We gotta go, we gotta go, we gotta go
Pick up the phone, pick up the phone