This Is My Brain

Non-violent but I'mma make this shit slap Mostly sober, still gotta nice six pack Who you know that's this gifted with his syntax? Paid my dues, I can't wait to pay my sin tax Penetrate your brain, swinging like a pickaxe Never settled so I'm always on my zig zag Keep it fresh, got my bars stored in cling wrap, Don't yoke the Joker you might catch a case of whiplash Chappaqua product but I'm training up at altitude Haven't made it but I'm here still scouting views Do it for the kids, bump this track after school Jack of all trades, modern-day Howard Hughes Form Megazord with my team, power move Karma balanced, drinking dew making flowers bloom Space travel, chill on Venus and her outer moons Father to my daughter, tell her I'm so proud of you I'm an 80s baby, mainly brainy Spazzin' lately, maybe crazy Hella rabid like I caught a case of Hades Rabies I had Grandads in the Navy, raised on Southern gravy Bald as shit now but my hair used to be super wavy Flowing like Euphrates And the Tiber, like Tiger US muscle, drive a lime green Viper Vobaculistic sniper, sleeper in the cipher When I make it big, Jordan ones on the rider This is my brain, high on freedom Writing year-round baby cooking with the seasons Keep your school of thought, I believe in truancy Never found my crowd, I'mma build me a community This is my brain, void of reason I left my hometown, so I rep my new region Language is crispy, pop, crackle snap Everybody buzzing off my lyrics on tap You lookin' tragic, written by Euripides Off the top nicer than each of your writtens be Fans gas me up, Jack you always ripping these I can see my stars align, serendipity Hate fakeness you can call me bad actor Grew up in the trailer of my Grand Dad's tractor Didn't like my story, I had to add chapters I wanna clever girl, mad love for bad raptors No chill, born without that lax factor Watering my seeds, grow my green grass faster If the money and the fame come before you play the game, I'm afraid to say your thinking's bass-ackwards Spreading love, weilding Cupid's arrow Wanna pirate my shit, call me Jack Sparrow Boutta cowboy up, caballero Dripping hot sauce, like I'm wearing habaneros This is my brain, high on freedom Writing year-round baby cooking with the seasons Keep your school of thought, I believe in truancy Never found my crowd, I'mma build me a community This is my brain, void of reason Left my hometown, so I rep my new region Language crispy, pop, crackle snap Everybody buzzing off my lyrics on tap