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I know I'm an emotionally disturbed person
People think I'm talkin' to myself
When I'm rehearsin' on the rhyme
A mass productionist a mass production matador
Pan it more to the left there you go
Minimize the synthesizer wiser when I wind up for the pitch
But I don't pitch a b**ch 'cause sales get derailed
And towed an abundance of cash
Damn I let it go he was my man
I tried to trust him but I busted him twice
In my trash can and I'm askin' I don't need
Psychology to see the dichotomy in me
Knew something was fishy but I'm better than
Wishy washy or topsy turvy it kinda irked
Me that I caught him sleepin' 'cause I try
To be wide awake but ye slows it down
So I can't dilate and show that I'm bigger
Than that but I also have to consider
The fact that opposed to him not being
The right peeper I'm a light sleeper
So what does it mean when I reach maturity
And still see that I'm not the mayor of my
Mayonnaise the master of my milieu
At least I have a swing and a few things
On my mind it's never a good nighty night
Just a rise and shine why's the rhyme so important
Why do I have to be so potent
And blow the mic a flow without chokin'
I don't I'm arrogant and outspoken
Mouth no token I'm just a roust about
I have a house and clout but I don't come tight
But it's routine since few fiend for true
Hip hop it's a trip when I drop my style
And forget it and forget where I got it from
And how I got 'em sprung 'cause I'm
Stuck on myself and I depend on my luck
And wealth for health matters so I don't
Explode with stress I'll serve you an elf
Platter they'll tell me my sh*t is fatter
Than the first but I'm a light sleepin' rapper in a hearst
I don't wear sarongs in my songs I diss
The skirts in verses an I used to measure
My demeters with clever panometers but
I bounced like a pogo and I'm solo with the hobos
A nocturnal colonel in a journal
I put fly kids' eyelids to rest a detour
For deep sleep when I freak beats I snap
Like a defective contraceptive and my sleep
Will be light so you'll know that I'm tight
