[Verse 1: Gentry Fox]
Check it, when upon a mic I f**ing wreck sh**
Shapeshifting cla**ic break beats automagic
Be this habit in my least yet hobby when at best yes
Very therapeutic stuff if too say myself but
People just still don't get it since
Music television really got this sh** twisted
Let me clarify thy focus f** your goal towards them riches
Praise liberation of the mind and soul say spirit may
Love make for reason lyrics vacate el dome
Mostly hope to find solace from this life that I own
Until thou road get tough rough rugged unsafe
Till I veer off the trail crash die in ablaze say
f** living life like a b**h all sad and depressed
Pissed off about sh**(cha) can't fix be this
Not the way to live instead a quick way to die fast
f** that grab an axe stack like Minecraft