The Plot

The plot thickens I'm hot, Dickens I rock different I'm not sippin The top tippin I'll rock with ya Hard liquor And rock mixin The top sicker I Spit quicker than God I got my own, wigga Meaning that I'm on my own wave Took the genie in the bottle From the gold cave Now they seein I'm aboutta be a whole crave Little boy, from the middle Came a long way Spittin riddles to ascension Was the whole play Now he livin with no tension Man, his life great Now he boutta meet his wife This the Wife Play Find a girlie while I'm young Make our own way In this world, through the galaxies Andy stars Whippin round in up in some spaceships But we call them fancy cars Man I'll hit you with the rhythm Spittin wisdom through my bars Man I'll live my life so lavish All through spittin silly bars Whippin round in fancy cars Because we are livin large Took the bull straight by the horns And showed it who's in charge Government psychology It need to be recharged I'll Pave the path for everybody Everybody smart This America, man Imma use my first Amendment Got a bear in my hands Imma show y'all that I'm smart The way I tear in the rants Got 1000 likes today And im Not wearin no pants I smoke the rarest of plants They got me on a different strain They Said I'm schizophrenic I'm just of a different plane I'll show y'all my existence I'm the only one that's sane Cuz we livin in a matrix But I fucking beat the game