I been writing in this book of rhymes
Just tryna pass the time
Ima landmine
Careful where the pressure gets applied
Off the gas pack
I don't hit the bong unless it's fire
Like a LAN line
I been well connected for a while
Going hard as Adamantium
Until they know my name
I take a microphone and hold it like we're locked inside a fade
Raining on a pussybois parade
Cos I can
I'm the Ghost
Transparent
I don't even need a mask
Boutta take em all to class and teach em how to weild the pen
The way I use it like a Saber
Prolly look like Kylo Ren
I aint bioluminescent
Thats my aura when I'm chill
Asking why am I so desolate?
Protecting how I feel
Dead Presidents
Except I got Prime Ministers on bills that I been saving up
I ain't flexin
I'm just being real
Cherry Cannasyrup looks like blood inside my 7up
For heavens sake just take the cup away in case I spill it all
Filling in what's missing with music instead of having holes
Spilling some emotion cos sugar coating it isn't raw
Pages full of anger and pain that I ain't gon miss at all
Channel all the negative things into making
Works of art
I been writing in this book of rhymes
Just tryna pass the time
Ima landmine
Careful where the pressure gets applied
Off the gas pack
I don't hit the bong unless it's fire
Like a LAN line
I been well connected for a while