[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