Pmam (Bonus Track)

It goes down between the post and antemeridian Dark as obsidian Bumping kush and Corinthians See these demons like the lady off of insidious If you wanna act ugly we can get hideous If you wanna act stupid we can be idiots I learned to spot the dark arts like I'm in Slytherin Bitch I'm professor Snape, not from Gryffindor Bar god got it locked like prison doors I be gone in 60 Seconds need an Eleanor I mixed the arts like UFC and Bellator God gives a sign encoded in a metaphor Niggas don't decipher I'm like what I teach these lessons for Muhfuckas dead inside need a Ouija board Then they look in the mirror see a saboteur Took kids to school early like a campus tour The freaks come out at night, rotten to the core I wear my heart on my sleeves I'm a fashionista In the barrio, smoking on some Mendocino In the restaurant eating all the Antipasto Mack Chamberlain but you can call me Don Tomaso All these horrors that I've seen it's like watching hostel All these whores I released could've started brothels Thank the Lord I'm reformed when I read the gospel Blow the spot like joker outside of the hospital Psychedelics made standing here in front of you possible Dr. Manhattan looking in reverse chronological First I couldn't understand, I was too irresponsible Then I fathered all these niggas but it's not biological It goes down between the post and antemeridian Dark as obsidian Bumping kush and Corinthians See these demons like the lady off of insidious Chicken noodle soup for the soul of illiterates Couldn't read between the lines with a movie script I'm gone pop up on you tales from the crypt The attached document entails my eclipse It's funny how money made murder a slight offense But gave niggas with marijuana the 5 to 10 Social injustice for melanated skin Segregated men made of iron, rusted pawns It's getting dark like the time between dusk and dawn 3 can keep a secret if 2 are in Forrest lawn And even then we're not sure if those souls respawn Some nontraditional metaphysical individuals Recieved ridicule From brains less than minuscule I went from cool to cruel like a tentacool Cook this shit like the iron chef kitchen crew I'm Morimoto with the visual Smoking death do you have a light for this candle lit vigil I want the static like Virgil Don't let impulses urge you to do some shit you can't reverse dude Over night like the graveyard Impenetrable my safeguards