Makin' It Rain When I Spit Video (MV)

It's the octopus on top of this like it's the apocalypse
And I'm watching the metropolis burning to the ground
And I'm picking up a shovel and I'm turning the ground
I'm flowing. There's no stopping this. You're learning to drown
I'm earning the crown to be the king of the trees
The things I'm singing to thieves grow wings and sting them like bees
I spit fire like match sticks with verbal gymnastics
I set fire to fantastic herb and then pass it
Burn till I'm delirious and flow mysterious. I hope you're hearing this
There ain't no f*ckin fear in this, I'm serious
I set the mood like I got candles lit
I'm so f*ckin sick I need an ambulance
Just throw me in that bitch and turn on the siren
Hook up an IV, I'm higher dying and I flow like a broken fire hydrant
Choking on that mile high shit, you know how I get
On cloud nine, spouting rhymes, making it rain when I spit

This is the octopus, the agnostic minister
Here to administer the sinister and holy
I bring the interstellar whether hell or heaven glowing
In light or shadow. I got mad flow. You could never know me
Cause I'm in constant evolution; no chance of detection
I'm busting a nut in your cesarean section
With a mental erection; gentle ejection
And I got you feeling it like you're showing affection
Like an infection, I'll jump in your brain
Grab a hold of your heart and start pumping your veins
Make you rip open your chest, like a lump in a dame's
You'll think you're f*ckin with the best 'cause we're one in the same