[Intro] [Verse 1] Travel on the highways of my mind To see the secret societies that's lived throughout time If you don't see them you blind I can't overstand your weak thought process It's true I blow trees but I think sh** you can't comprehend Play the beat I lock it in, make it official Talk sh** I'll knock your kin, speak the language of my pistol Red dot aimed at your forehead have you looking like a Hindu Your God is non-existent so nobody will miss you Ima heathen that'll hustle you for breathing The immaculate ba*tard, k**ing rappers it's the season Freshmen lists and number one hits don't mean sh** I remember my teachers telling me I ain't gon be sh**, parents in agreement Ima bad influence on the youth kids, But the truth is I don't do this for you b**h so say my music is a nuisance I say its art, decapitation is fascinating So believe me when I say this: my words are razor sharp I stay in the land of the tyrants, settin flame to the environment Until you kno my name, and address me as your highness I'll cut out your f**ing iris have you seeing reality That fighter mentality will speak to you solemnly What a tragedy that so many casualties come from my battling You try and kombat my family and I'll finish you fatality Don't step to this demented kid Or you'll be in need of a vest and sh** You'll get no love like dj's in the club that let the record skip So for now I'm f**ing lesbians Having s** wit 10's again Kissing her she kiss her friend Some wrestling we gets it in I'm the perverted wordsmith With a dirty mind that gets worse wit time I'll take your rhyme and reword it To sound like bible verses. (Revelations) Thou shalt not step to me I'll inject you wit a dose of lethal reckoning For its the God of rap appropriately titled Choose any other God or idol and I'll turn you suicidal You lived a long life and I'll show you the end of your cycle You'll die under the hands of Rampage the motherf**ing psycho [Sample] [Verse 2] Always been part of the minority Disrespecting authority The cause of terror in the modern era Of storytelling orally Deep meaning and realness my only currency I'm here to tell washed up authorities You boring me. useless like old warranties Writing wit the pen until I wear it, only thing I cared about Because I was socially unaware of my whereabouts I was stuck living in my parents house Until they kicked me out for popping off at the mouth My bags was packed before they made a sound Sick of what simon say That sticky haze just ease my mind When I rhyme it help's me concentrate Like I'm in a alternate reality in my zone Nietzsche and string theories Inhaling the smoke of Henry David Thearou You know how it goes exclusive neighborhoods keeping us the most segregated My homie drove to the wrong one when the bullets penetrated It's easy feeling lonely but harder to trust When our own country run by the rich and corrupt f**ing disgrace, the high prison rate Mainly blacks and Latins because the pigs discriminate They could shoot me in my own place and probably get a raise Nobody safe, even the children get no wages for high profits Discrimination alive from Clifton walker to Trayvon Martin The war just starting flip off the government watch Use your brain kids don't let Fox stations Keep you brainwashed tune out of the box The concept is so basic but the world is so flagrant Slavery never died it's just reincarnated That's why I spend my days awake neva sober Brain unstable doctors saying I'm fatal but I'm a soldier Never run, you know what f** it this coma is done [Sample]