Verses are Medicine

Illuminating the universe with glorious power

Slinging flowers, jump off the Empire tower

Land on Margot Robbie, ride on her back

Give a look Dicap’ then break like chiropract’

Eating snakes in an AVE where I smell crack

Rolling leaves with squirrels inside it wrapped

Not from the inside of the notorious Big Apple

But I’m quick to crack ya head open like a Snapple

I dabble in life by asking questions to the weirdos

The fearful and scared, the messages clear smoke

You pack a lunch with a spork to eat up pork

I eat a bunch of humans up with a diseased fork

I called up the birds I saw flipping in my eyes

I told them “hey, can you tell me why I’m fly”

Then they spoke up, “we don’t know you guy”

So I shot em up in the air like the 4th of July

Grabbed Bruce Jenner's thighs and used them ass tissues

Some say I have issues, I don’t care though I’m set

What you expect from a virgin named Kafkaesque?

 

From me to you: I’m better than your best work

Catch me? You’ll need illumining networks

I’m set in stone eating carbone slow

In Italy playing Weird Al on the radio

Blazing Kush, pushing myself to the limit

Play Russia Roulette with bullets as midgets

Listen

 

Creating matter from snorting up dried ink

Strutting with my fingernails covered in dyed pink

Kafkaesque, the man with more than 2 breasts

Someone told me I should S.U and K.Y.S

Haha, I guess, so I did and I’m back with jest

My dead body hanging off a 10 story balcony deck

My alchemy I rep is set upon the stars of a galaxy

I told Moses “why did you not look back at me”

“Me” the random new comer from the slums

Spitting bars so hard I’m making ears hum

Tearing muscles in every tussle that comes

Rustle in bushes and then I creep and jump

My beats get humped by me, please don’t front

Polarizing affair with lawyer at the tree stump

Rolling in the Forrest, sexting, like Mr. Gump

Woah, scary images, but the paint is limitless

My verses create bottlenecking events for the game

Slaughtering the lames, spinning on my obelisk of pain

 

From me to you: I’m better than your best work

Catch me? You’ll need illumining networks

I’m set in stone eating carbone slow

In Italy playing Weird Al on the radio

Blazing Kush, pushing myself to the limit

Play Russia Roulette with bullets as midgets

Listen