...And He's Yet To Be Crashed

Don't be alarmed by the sharp things up high
It's meant to be broken like that
Foley setting tone, the greedy buddy writes on his hat
I want you people knowing which stop I'll be gettin' off at

Always the crunch, hella nuns, all my passion is run. If only
Hurricanes live solely for fun. I'm purring again
Ascend the jury to cathartic ends, let them
Palatte the pens, the passive predators alloted the bends
A lotta hands to be recalled and fed. Appears a Beatle, wouldn't hand it to them. Landed Two cents to
Brandish food ends, the lavish food ends makes steady food end
Not the trend, won't see my end, I'm ready to end
I've made it this far. I'm silver-clad. I'm sure it's
Perverse, the way I rhyme? No, the way I act. I dodge
Syringes, don't want the needle, way too scared of heights
My conscience needs a final moment before I

It says the needle isn't right
I'm gonna die right. I'll settle like the velvet. Brew a
Kettle of that nasty shit we people have to live with. It's
Not like I'm a zealot, but I'd rather wear a helmet than to
Elope home alone, the entire night. Should
Nobody like me to save me from their eyes
Erosion control, I, diorite. I want
Somebody like me to name me in their fight

Oh, you thought that was it? I'll
Leave you with some sentiments then. When was the
Last time you thought about it? Drake the greatest of all
Time, we forgot about him. I won't be known in my
Town, I'll give you a hint. That rope we own is
Bound, I'm not so rash or unfounded

NO! Borrow the task, call it off, drink up the comatose trash. I'll have your ass, Harvard-Not, the plaster is back
The pastor lost, prophets mistook Zoroastrian cast. The profits
Didn't shook when we forgot Zoroaster's dad. We're fucked, the
Cabbage man is back and he's yet to be crashed. We'll all
Laugh at that on camelback the cavalry's sad. The rag
Tag: sagging hags and some handholdin' fantasies. We'll
Have to be the one's who dream the one's who see clean. The ones who
Earn the seats, not for free, but for ripping their being. The ones who
Burn themselves when eating becomes casual and pleasing. The ones to
Turn the tides on lean. That's a metaphor, Scheme
Across the reef will be the meanest shit you'll ever see. When you
Realised some dreams were memories, when some
Fears are real, when some people you've never seen are people who grew
Up with you. See, your being is a
Seed of the being that you'll ever be, so be

Why tell me now? I'm below ground. To Cee-lo
How? For five-six years I never four-five-six, often
One to see one-two-three. Tootsie rolls in my sleep. So my
Mix, put together with jack shit. Clasp wit
Don't tell me now, that my fate is secured. My faith is
Secure. I pray for your health, but mines unsure. The
Damage is dealt, I'm content with myself. Let me
End it now to pass down my wealth

I don't expect your faith. But
Trust me when I say legacy waits. You said
Sumn' bout Drake, how he died 'fore he had his last
Plate. Don't be the same. You can wait. And be the person you crave
You. Please behave, don't be scared of what I'll say to
You. Infatuated by brighter later. Drake, He is
You. I take it back, let me say it again. Drake, he is
You. As much as you are me. One and the same. We are
You. There is no god, we are living for us. The forest
Think how the trees are plenty but their core is
One, like the lotus. Who's to say the root is not the same as
Bloom, just like me and you. See the truth it's not a falla-
Cy. It's not a perfect analogy, I admit. But it's
All you need to see that living ain't insipid
Please believe, the people need a thing to read. That says
All you need to do is be. How lucky we have it
So be