Pmam (Bonus Track)

It goes down between the post and antemeridian
Dark as obsidian
Bumping kush and Corinthians
See these demons like the lady off of insidious

If you wanna act ugly we can get hideous
If you wanna act stupid we can be idiots
I learned to spot the dark arts like I'm in Slytherin
Bitch I'm professor Snape, not from Gryffindor
Bar god got it locked like prison doors
I be gone in 60 Seconds need an Eleanor
I mixed the arts like UFC and Bellator
God gives a sign encoded in a metaphor
Niggas don't decipher I'm like what I teach these lessons for
Muhfuckas dead inside need a Ouija board
Then they look in the mirror see a saboteur
Took kids to school early like a campus tour
The freaks come out at night, rotten to the core

I wear my heart on my sleeves I'm a fashionista
In the barrio, smoking on some Mendocino
In the restaurant eating all the Antipasto
Mack Chamberlain but you can call me Don Tomaso
All these horrors that I've seen it's like watching hostel
All these whores I released could've started brothels
Thank the Lord I'm reformed when I read the gospel
Blow the spot like joker outside of the hospital
Psychedelics made standing here in front of you possible
Dr. Manhattan looking in reverse chronological
First I couldn't understand, I was too irresponsible
Then I fathered all these niggas but it's not biological

It goes down between the post and antemeridian
Dark as obsidian
Bumping kush and Corinthians
See these demons like the lady off of insidious

Chicken noodle soup for the soul of illiterates
Couldn't read between the lines with a movie script
I'm gone pop up on you tales from the crypt
The attached document entails my eclipse
It's funny how money made murder a slight offense
But gave niggas with marijuana the 5 to 10
Social injustice for melanated skin
Segregated men made of iron, rusted pawns
It's getting dark like the time between dusk and dawn
3 can keep a secret if 2 are in Forrest lawn
And even then we're not sure if those souls respawn
Some nontraditional metaphysical individuals
Recieved ridicule
From brains less than minuscule

I went from cool to cruel like a tentacool
Cook this shit like the iron chef kitchen crew
I'm Morimoto with the visual
Smoking death do you have a light for this candle lit vigil
I want the static like Virgil
Don't let impulses urge you to do some shit you can't reverse dude
Over night like the graveyard
Impenetrable my safeguards