(VERSE 1)
burning juniors like junipers, jupiter,
electrocuting elocution executioner,
carnifex, carnivore off the conifers, my confederates crush your confidence
complex like neuroses,
numinous, numerous new openings
in either minds or brains depending on whether I explain or go for heat
desire's pain, life is cyclical, like a ritual, Mic is biblical,
inspire cynical types with principles, why are we mystical
and so deep in denial decompiled deities, decomposing defiled
sleep is hope in a child
see the smoke and the crowds
streets is cold and so foul
we can grow if allowed
people so into style they like "what's this" when it comes to substance
fronting cause I'm old will still get you killed like fuckin muskets
miss me with your mystique, you're mincemeat over mesquite
even mosquitos get buzz, when it's a bunch of sheep listening

(VERSE 2)
you're kindling, fuel, my kin will Kendo you
telekinetically controlling kids, we frickin own you
I ain't trippin off any rapper that isn't killin' it
what's a baboon to a motherfucking gorilla? shit,
I more or less have a porpoise's purpose, to go to depths
besting me at my best? I wouldn't hold my breath
my control's direct, ain't no need for remote,
don't need smilies in my texts to make you feel me emote
people, you're sleeping on TPR if you ain't crowned us yet
the town's best well-rounded vets been around a sec, down like vests
invested in vestiges of freshness our profession's been
systematically shedding like shredded vestments in
the race to the bottom,
relocating common denominators created problems,
the more of 'em the lower they got, a way to solve 'em
is to cultivate culture, 'cause when taste's appalling
innovative creators waste their calling