One too many times I hit my roof, roof, roof/
Thought I wouldn't get no better I might,
Pew, pew, pew/
Shadow boxing wit my limits then I grew, grew, grew/
And I self actualized so who is you, you, you/

Big...petty,
In the field I cut a couple off,
Let the pieces fall,
Way they, con-fetti,
I cant micro-manage anymore,
If you still unsure,
Then just,
Don't...hit me,
For the lack of faith you been absolved,
But you insecure,
While I,
Stay...ready
Can't say I ain't knocked on heaven's door,
Where I been before,
Yeah that pain was pure,
Gave plenty,
In the maze, battling with myth, like the minotaur,
man wan' retain acres, niggas daydreaming bout space lasers,
the gas high til it hit layer 2, later too proud, favored being an
irreverent dude, peddling food, War-n peace Buffett,
buffet plates stacked to the moon, boorish in a bull market,
hustling T in cardboard boxes, branded with attitude,
...
Oh you a deadie
its okay, we move plenty, too attuned,
Lock me in, my pressure produce some lacrima,

One too many times I hit my roof, roof, roof/
Thought I wouldn't get no better I might,
Pew, pew, pew/
Shadow boxing wit my limits then I grew, grew, grew/
And i self actualized so who is you, you, you/

Glitches in my SIM card, ion need to reach you over telecom,
the wind talk and carries all my messages,
Meet me in the dream,
Where the cloud stores all your memories and air is always clean,
Balanced like a beam,
Switched the ultralight for vantablack and didnt pay a thing, its a riot we need rations and some fur, I'll pull a mink,
Winter feel like Hell but it get warm then we don't think, lock me in, pressure produce lacrima, obvious, hold me to my vision like my robinhood got oculus,
Popular? Possibly, but why cater to populace,
positive, either way there really ain't no stopping this/

One too many times I hit my roof, roof, roof/
Thought I wouldn't get no better I might,
Pew, pew, pew/
Shadow boxing wit my limits then I grew, grew, grew/
And i self actualized so who is you, you, you/

/Off the pick up,
Since a youngin I looked at Academia funny,
in the crib, felt the Lauryn Hill bumping thru
The Playmobil, it was in the miseducation I assailed expectant tyrants,
Antidote for the G-Virus, mixing my green herbs and popping on Birkin types,
You ain't in ya bag you get observed with sights, unabashedly depraved despite the size of the ascent, forage for a cure to cope
the force is cognitive,
Slip a sub on celluloid, an invite for new operatives, frigid-aire to chill
shit is heating up/

One too many times I hit my roof, roof, roof/
Thought I wouldn't get no better I might,
Pew, pew, pew/
Shadow boxing wit my limits then I grew, grew, grew/
And i self actualized so who is you, you, you/