Binx Interlude (feat. Binx & Ainsley)

The pursuit of knowledge
Perhaps one of the most prominent and important routes of progression taken by humanity
It would seem that every step taken in the advancement of the human race
Is in the name of scientific research and developments made by the most brilliant individuals upon this planet
Yet it is not always the advancements in science that keep the world progressing
There have been countless breakthroughs in technology of music
The practicality of common tasks and simply the development of the human body
To accommodate for changes in the climate, way of living
As well as the materialistic changes that occur in fashion and culture
It goes without saying that every single thing that the human race does in day-to-day life
Ends with the ultimate goal of creating a change on a small or large scale
It is these changes, as miniscule as they may seem
That add up a collective and what some would call a butterfly effect
To alter the progression of the future
With that being said, this also further proves that everybody
No matter your scientific status, your martial status or physical
Everybody has a purpose in the world
In those moments where you feel you have no meaning, you have no drive to make changes
Think on a smaller scale, a micro lens rather than a macro one
You have a purpose, a motive, a reason to continue
Hold it to yourself to continue to strive for change and continue to fight through your adversaries
That you come to your ways, because in the end, you matter
I truly cannot put my thoughts in a text while doing it justice
But I hope it is somewhat understood
Remember you're loved, and stay happy

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Go to the dance floor hit my little disco
Bitch stop playing with me
Record in the stu got my prebuilt PC
Seven Eleven they got the good kush
Third party yeah you know we got to push
Walking through Huntington just saw a rape
Zoovie the legend put that shit on tape
Just scammed a grandma I took all her money
I bought a new car thought that shit was funny
Yeah I bet she wanna call me honey
She wanna suck my dick I rub on her tummy
Makin this bread like we live in a bank
Yeah I swerve in the light you know I'm boutta faint
Got a 30 rack yeah you know we boutta smash it
We run it back you know that I'm boutta crash it
Don't call me lil Uzi cause I am from 6th
Yeah I'm runnin with trevor we whippin the Vic
Yeah I'm balling with Quavo he shootin some bricks
Yeah I'm shooting with Carti he getting some hits
Yeah I'm fucking that bitch in the pit of the crowd
Too many bitches this shit is too loud

She like guys, she like girls
Hit the gym and do some curls
I might even kill a baby
Blend it up and make some gravy
Chilling in the fucking stu
Waiting for my verses queue
Ima eat a monkeys ass
After that we smoke some grass
Driving on the interstate
Ima go right through the gate
Count the bands in my pocket
Ima bomb you with a rocket
I'm not fast I'm not slow
Until I see a fine ass hoe
Skirt my tires on your face
I might even catch a case
Cum right in your fucking nose
It'll be just like a hose