This is a song about "Mystical styles"

Gettin' mystical, bewitch this bitch,

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia

High styles crumbling leaves

Everything ain't what it seems

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Then there's me the neutral, mystical realistic

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Hes mystical, irresistible, how typical

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

"flying mentally through a mystical jungle

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

My styles different a schizophrenic kiddish who twitches,