Poor Richard

Reachin for the window with all ten digits
Sticky little phrases call me poor richard
Uppers in the lining of my hat mike pemulis
Show you whos gettin too big for their britches

I wish beat making was more subtractive
I'd trim the fat off a block of what have you
Instead of conjure a mass outta air on a canvas
That break up nice functions like gary templin

A scary gremlin
Spinach and lettuce
Subway on foote ave
And i get all the veggies

I can read a room with my head down
And proceed to move crowds
Like aint no mistakes allowed

I heard a cop tell a high schooler
Its a crime to disobey
A lake is a lawless place
Think of how it sits in space

Acid rain corrosion
Lamborghini
Smoke in it til theres residue
Dripping from the ceiling

Say he do it cause its calming
Heart thump bump bump like a sump pump
Or old boom bap drums

Yah toke loud and move slower than congress
He dont wash his feet
Hes not a baptist

But when i rap it sage rooms
So move

I reduced all odds down to happenstance
Pacing around like Im enactin the masterplan
No ones gonna care if you tell them what the cancers in
But people always flip when you tell them what the sample is

Reachin for the window
Kinda teeter on it
Harlequin go splat
Call it the theater district

Early Pm sun
And i get it on my sneakers