Jymmy Kafka - Ashes in the Wind Lyrics

That fit isn't hitting the way you think it is
So don't be over here acting belligerent
I guess that's what the difference is
Tactful but I handle shit
You live in an enchanted stack of fibs
Laughing at your camp I cracked a rib
The passion wasn't felt and that was it
Ashes in the wind
Sophisticated gentleman,
As a kid slid in some Es Eccel Slims
Still a transcendental mentalist
It's like the brandishing of weapons
This is vandalism
The plan is to make them scram
Not hold a candle,
Scoping from an angle
Now a smoking arrow's, poking out your marrow
I was aiming at gold-plated features like a pharaoh
Defeat for me is narrow, for you it's very close
It's less coincidental than it is the God between your temples
Let me see who sent you and settle down with all the sentimentals
To earn respect sometimes you need certain credentials
Purpose within your potential for turbulent maneuvers
Uncertainty will come get you like it's working for Uber
Mix and mastering your tracks is polishing a cow's turd
I heard they music, made the same face as Jim Halpert
With Michael Scott as a boss I can't play the game with some novices
Y'all a bunch of squares like some offices
This ain't the usual, a cubicle ain't suitable
A killer dude with a chiller verisimilitude
You're looking slick in all them jewels, but you're still a fool
I'm never tripping, just minding the cracks that they gon' be slipping through
Listen, quit your bitching dude, as if there's any issue
Niggas know there isn't anything afoot, like it's a missing shoe