[produced by Kaylib]
[Verse 1]
Don't be alarmed, I disarm armed armies
Harmonies harming ears when they drop like your ma's garments
Rakey is chopping arms off rappers who aren't harmless
Less of these lesser lessons, you mans just aren't artists
You had some clever guesses but nevertheless impressive
I used to be so depressive and now I just count my blesses
And now I just light up daily to sever me from my stresses
My chest is inhaling crazy, explain it may be excessive
Switch flows b**h I gotta get those, get mentions
Been chose everybody here knows, no questions
Spit cold, make you froze, juxtapose arose from my soul
Front rows from shows sound like echos, as they throws me in a rose
This is Enlightened Ignorance, with some Y S to match
I say why yes to the b**hes, guess I'm just wired to that
See raps impressive to b**hes, don't gotta message the b**hes
Besides that, they're like rats, chew through ya wires and "snap"
I write my own fire no need to hire people to do that
When you spit it's like liar, liar I seen Jim Carrey in that
Acquire your entire career, fear that I'll retire it here
People admire the fire that go from my mouth to their ear
When people hear this, they get shocked like static
Rakey, wait you rap, but you're so bad at it?
Then I blast my tracks, they gasp like asthmatics
These cats get flabbergasted, the flow you can't surpa** it
I'm a pascifist but if you start then I will pa** a fist
That's not me on my gangsta sh**, that's just me when I'm past a spliff
Pa** the spliff and watch this magic trick happen quick
Words leave my mouth that's candle-lit, drop these bars the casket lift
Drop these bars, imagine the man*scripts that this man'll spit
Scriptures depicting pictures of people doing some savage sh**
See I am confusion, part confucian, a nuisance
In conclusion a fusion of illusions with some revolution