Pacific

Like clockwork with this shit
I don’t give two fucks what you think
Beat by beat
And lick by lick
I stick to the script like ink
And Every so often these little proverbs keep me wisdom bound
I see with two eyes
Plot with one mind
And keep both feet down
Suppose I
Didn’t plan to get big straight from the jump
And when I say big
I mean as big as my britches punk
Say something I
Can’t believe and I might leave you dry
And dead set on
Losing your fucking mind
Life give me lemon
Eat the lemon
Sow the seeds
I’m Happy in my sacred mental space
And I for one sometims forget
What I have actually creatd
I take over when you my idols turn to madmen
Ya
It’s a fine fine line
I keep on
And I increase my vault
Stores
Im storing the oratory
Like an observatory when observe the stories
Dream catcher with it
Go and be some one
Street view
Get it for the low padawan
This body ain’t a boat
And I don’t float when I run
Insane membrane
Sikk and utter drunk
Offa mist; stick to the orangest punch
MF