Stupid Fly (feat. Honeycomb & P-Phatz)

Lyrical psycho-analyst Smoking rappers like a heady strain of cannabis Rap vandlist, see what the damage is No need for bandages, cuz I'm creeping on this beat In every city people sleeping on the street so Watch your feet as I manifest As far as my though will reach Even though they taught me not to speak These ferocious philosophies Bougie rappers fakers than a mannequin They may be starts but I'm sky-walking like Annikan If in need of shelter damn right we're panhandling Or get plan like a mandolin, pop a zan again Now they're vanishing so I can start standing in Keep it rolling like camera man Write these rhymes and hand em' in My style multiplies with ultimate assignments Create my own climate no matter who criticizes This open-mindedness, don't mistake it for childishness Just smoke and vibe with this until you're high as shit And your eyes are lit don't be panicking I'm on the docket, blasted off like a rocket Can barely stop it, depleted all of my oxygen Insanely competent, blended inside my confidence Hardly impressed by your tarnished sense of accomplishment The rest will do too, I'm sharper than jin su I'm not really a human, I'm a shark inside a skin suite Inside a prism built by ancient myth and voodoo So I sit and dab it out cuz hey yo f*ck it what what you do And I'll move you, and shit it moves me I'm holding loosely on to logic like a movie I roll with savages and never can they match this We're moving backwards, creeping up like arachnids So grab the atlas, you're just a bunch of Mavericks Smoking spliffs and magic that mixed in with tabs of acid And so much action since I started fuckin' with Jackson And we're taking everything, so hey yo, pass me the handgun