Ifykyk (Interlude)
The skies are overcast
I'm in my hovercraft
Looking down at Earth
As shit gets uglier than Hova's laugh
Accounts in overdraft
Pangea has reoccured
I knew people would go
I didn't know it'd be a third of the World's Pop
Survivors given deferred stocks, in case the world pops &
Out the sky the world drops
On my navigation system, I'll press the alert box
Find a city that havoc has yet to reach &
Grab the last of the top shelf grass at a herb shop
My memory more photographic than Ernst Haas
Get back in the craft, and spark up the pre-roll
Then we roll, on some high shit
We start to make a plan to make a planet
So I re-land and we get samples of submerged rock
Different mineral deposits, put empirical evidence in a Word Doc
The order of the data doesn't matter for these literal objects
We travel gallantly from galaxy to galaxy &
Since the weight of the freight is at capacity
We gotta stay light so we gnam canned bisque, smoke weed &
Drink throat tea with aniseed, blunts laced with Space Runtz
That hit you in the face, so we rename the strain &
Call it "Can-A Bitch"
Mumble as we stumble on the frontal of the Planet Rizq
Where the Elohim is said to reconvene
We peep the scene, colossal colosseums
Fossils for as far as I can see them
Damn, the price you pay for freedom's per diem
I'm in my hovercraft
Looking down at Earth
As shit gets uglier than Hova's laugh
Accounts in overdraft
Pangea has reoccured
I knew people would go
I didn't know it'd be a third of the World's Pop
Survivors given deferred stocks, in case the world pops &
Out the sky the world drops
On my navigation system, I'll press the alert box
Find a city that havoc has yet to reach &
Grab the last of the top shelf grass at a herb shop
My memory more photographic than Ernst Haas
Get back in the craft, and spark up the pre-roll
Then we roll, on some high shit
We start to make a plan to make a planet
So I re-land and we get samples of submerged rock
Different mineral deposits, put empirical evidence in a Word Doc
The order of the data doesn't matter for these literal objects
We travel gallantly from galaxy to galaxy &
Since the weight of the freight is at capacity
We gotta stay light so we gnam canned bisque, smoke weed &
Drink throat tea with aniseed, blunts laced with Space Runtz
That hit you in the face, so we rename the strain &
Call it "Can-A Bitch"
Mumble as we stumble on the frontal of the Planet Rizq
Where the Elohim is said to reconvene
We peep the scene, colossal colosseums
Fossils for as far as I can see them
Damn, the price you pay for freedom's per diem
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