Antihero

(Yes sir, God!)
(You're inevitable, nothing can stop you)
(Oh my fucking God!)
(Damn right, scum)

Jack the King and Queen
Whatever suits you
Big like moose
I want my pockets size of Mansa Musa
So elusive
Yo' ass intoxicating, I'm infatuated
Shit, I feel like levitating
Keep one in rotation
Tune into a groove and station
Got no fucking games to play
I duck off to the lab, create!
Space out and innovate
Find what resonate
I saw the stars in yo' eyes
Disappear and migrate
Universe that's parallel
I wonder if it all goes my way
I tap in, I might bend light rays
Connect like wi-fi keep up with the pace
Spaceman skydive, floating in blank
Don't force vibes, bitch, pump yo brakes
Hyperventilating? Shit, hydrate
Meditate before I operate
Don't involve bags? Fuck out my face
Come correct I just up my rank

Mr. Perfect, down there working
Y'all not certain? Reveal the curtains
Roll that za, throw it in circles
Breathe this flame, like you in circus
Connect the circuits, electrify
Got what you need, not sci-fi
Don't worry what's in my canteen
Instead stop self limiting
Execute my finish moves
Flying high, Antihero!
Roll one up for me
Damn, girl, what's up with you
Text ain't legible
Been on this habitual
This what I'm meant to do
Abstract individual

(Broadcasting live from up here, in outer space)
(Yes sir) (Keep that hate shit far from me)
(At last I part the sea)
(Time to pay the cart fees)
('Cause I been, third eye channeling)
(Before you try and title me, it's best you mirror peep)

I need you to miss me with the norm
You need to brainstorm
Baby girl if yo' thoughts unique, I'm intrigued
You niggas, basic
Talk with yo' team, fuck y'all be saying?
I'm from different lands
That nigga Jamz, blueprint in my hands
Weed so loud, bitch I rock with a band
Conduct and arrange that gourmet
Dazed in a maze these strange days
Astronomical, Jamming light up this atomic dope
More than diamonds dancing, life's kaleidoscope
Just keep dancing, and dancing
Entrancement!
Feeling so enchanted
Another plot twist in this chapter

Mr. Perfect, down there working
Y'all not certain? Reveal the curtains
Roll that za, throw it in circles
Breathe this flame, like you in circus
Connect the circuits, electrify
Got what you need, not sci-fi
Don't worry what's in my canteen
Instead stop self limiting
Execute my finish moves
Flying high, Antihero!
Roll one up for me
Damn, girl, what's up with you
Text ain't legible
Been on this habitual
This what I'm meant to do
Abstract individual



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Hamilton
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