Rapping til im on the far shores up north
Back and forth across the globe im on a tour
Of course i explode upon the impact
My syntax will make a dead kid dance
Weekend at bernie's spent the whole week burning
My mind be turning im too perfect for this earth shit
Take off on a space ship im on some dank shit
Valuable and ancient and na you aint shit
If you complaining wasting all your day then
Spent it getting wasted and now you faded
Talking about some lame shit like how your day been 
Let me say this it dont make no difference
Spent the whole the drinking like my good ol dad
Spend the whole night singing all them old school raps
Shimmy shimmy ya bumping wu tang clan
On that new wave cap such a new age man
These equality raps this is novelty damn
Smoother than jam healthy as ham
High off a plant goddamn
Smoking drugs in my fitted cap
Flip it back backtrack data facts All of that 
Holla back where you think them dollars at
On the map on the map ya im on the map
Oh my god oh la la i aint ever sang 
But im beast wit this rap ting 
Ya an addict for this rapping acting outlandish
On that right now tip like let me beef with drake
For christs sake he was on degrassi
While i was smoking crap weed rapping w my classmates
Eight years later an ill song creator
An banking as a waiter a danger to your mindset
Cuz ill prolly get your mind bent
A psychiatrist on acid
Im leviathan on land man
If i fly ill never land then
The sky be better than the ground man 

Breathing on the microphone slow
Swear my whole life i been dope
Been where i think i needa go
Still trying go a lil more
Confused before and now confused some more
All i really have is my word
Life's a blur so stay obscure
Where you were for sure is Probably where you wana be
Unless your prophecy Is like oedipus
Dnt leave the nest Protect your eye lids
Hide your kids randomness
I been learnt since child birth
Slowly earn but whats to earn

OH LORD

Bust in your function, lust at your pumpkin..need I say more?

Succubus

Get Some

Power Rankings

Heard

Your mama told me that she probably should replace ya

Sunday Chillen

Music to listen to on your way to a dance party in Woodstock

Funk Nasty

The Impossible Kid

Rappers Kookin Krak

Phil Hartman

Wanderlust like tourists. Balling at casinos, gambling in reno. U2 Songs of Innocence was pretty bad album. Whatever happened to Tim Minchin. Weed Cigs and Beer...the holy trinity

Breath Easy

Count down to self destruct 
Body turn dust same color as rust
Do it to til the end try to press my luck
Rebirth can begin if i just get dead
Symbolically significant like Christian bread 
Weed tucked in the crumbs of my rug
Sift through the garbage like a bum or a bug 
Metamorphosis i think im either one 
Im Kafka off vodka and three dozen latkes 
Got lots of the thoughts to put jesus in handcuffs 
A manic depressive abusing excedrin 
Expect when the lesson is simple theres levels 
Take a breath take a moment to gather 
Thoughts all scattered like a glass thats shattered 
Next stop on the ladder better have a food platter 
If my stomach getting fatter than my wallet dont matter 
Small bladder be hurting all my endurance
I still do drugs but im picky as a purest 
I dont read the news I have never been current 
Cuz my life is forever like a tide or a current
Diction my addiction whether true or straight fiction
Contrarian contrition lead to hella contradiction
Wreck shit im wrestling depression
Im reckless fill myself with depressants 
Break bread with the king while disguised as a peasant 
Trying feel pleasant got my head in the oven 
Only thing that i covet is a life worth living 
Several substance in my life blood swimming 
Fuck the silk linen let my head stop spinning 
Let my lies be forgiven and i wont stop grinning
Get it it’s a given im a walking piñata 
I aint got a dollar no i aint got nada 
Simply got a lota the plots unfolding 
I aint holding nothing but the beatles revolver 

Touch down from outer space
Better say grace best to save your face

Burdened by over-confidence and free-time. 
Enthralled by television and white lines.
A voice for the illiterate, phone scrolling, attention deficit, quickly to boredom
aversion to paper generation
A hesitation to greatness is easily an embodiment of the lamest 
To say shit but never do it your prosperity’s ruined
Built from the ruins and broke down with the students 
Voracious reader and tenacious bottom feeder eater the angriest beaver

offspring of an outkast and a stoner. Momentum pushing towards complacence with the average but stuck inside illusions of grandeur. Craving an opportunity for sitting in the moment but I don’t know how to find it. Steady contemplating on the future while reminiscing on the past. Fascinated by lackluster performances of repetitive achievements. Envious of ambition and desperate for undeserved talent. Continual comparisons resulting in perpetual despair again. 

 
Bitch please tell me what you thought that it was
Slither to the bottom with some drugs in the cup
Problem starter with the problem solvers 
Alcoholic author cant keep booze in the house 
Digging into it like the beak of a mouse 
So many problems never figure em out 
Therapeutic hella soothing i be boozing with the students
Just a teacher not a preacher i can meet ya at your leisure
Keep it shaking like a seizure not a standard procedure
Knee jerk reactions split atoms in fractions 
Your actions speak louder than whose in your faction
 fuck all your fashion you act like a fascist 
A dictator get your hand off the paper
Man im futuristic put your head in a laser
Damn this shit electric like you hit with a taser 
Let me turn it up blast the hit with the phaser
This the champion dodgers and the lakers
Moved from california trying to find me a purpose 
Realize now ill forever be worthless 

I got the booze with me i might just od 
I am not your homie but we can still blow tree
I know that you know me im not not no phony 
I kick shit like i just might ride on a pony 
By my lonely i can score on a goalie

MOOSE

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