My shit be complex like contraband in the back of my van
Omniscient like the moon holdin a man on the tail end
Not that I'm playin contra man red blue the fools choose or lose
My right of passage got me placin' asterisks on a bastard quick
Multiply to ultra sci fi eyes wide open and shut when abrupt wind and such
Storms the, Cornea,make me awnry bra, I'm on a much,
Larger campaign my ass stained a color of black but white interacts
The facts just keep flowin' I keep pourin' til the water done goin'
When I wake up in the morning I stay goin on and on again