mood

im not on some coward shit but i get a bit worried

foes be comin for me, trying to put an end to my story

i have yet to reach the glory, the world has yet to adore me

and sometimes i get under the weather, sometimes i feel poorly

i keep my thoughts flowing, my body stay celestial

my third eye sharpened, my mind's multi-dimensional

throw me on an instrumental i concave your mentals

practice on my flow til its professional, i reconcile

every night my body separates from my mind

journey to the astrals through space and time

my flow staying malignant, your flow stays benign

i stay far from swine, shout out to No. 99

i try to keep positive but others come before zero

i cut foes up like zorro, trying to stack up dineros

rule over mc's like the Pharoah, now switch up the tempo

my words stick like velcro, this my lyrical concerto

 

my minds eye never blinks, never fail to think

a pothole on the road and my life could sink

lower depths of the ocean, my mood delves into soliloquy's

but my conscious is growing, expanding every minute b

change the channel, switch the mood, shit can get radical

a narcissist chews narc biscuits, hungrier than cannibals

but my mood still heavier than cannonballs

astronomical substances make me more dominant than apicals

removing all the stems, brain incompatible

the mariju wanna keep me fully botanical

sky high, got me singing all kinds of canticles

my cuticles green, conscious on cloud nine, im intangible

animalistic instincts with your woman got me wooden

nobody ever said that i couldn't

heart of a lion, shrewd mind acumen

blood so strong call our fam serum albumin