Crush em all/as I ascend like Leonidas
In a fashion that'll have Pangae/callin me her highness
I'm a beast and when I roar/it won't be terror that you'll find
But a beauty on the beat/with a penchant to blow your mind

I'm a
thousand year young/Immortal without a gun
A mental patient to some/With hair like I'm on the run
With ratchets that wanna tap it like/mice be all in the rice
And a terror to every error/I ever leave in my vice

Pretty fly/for a white guy if that wasn't obvious
I'm shovelin the dirt/to do some justice on this zombie shit
You novices be rhombuses/in areas of inequality
so logically/you yourself defy epistemology

Do or die/fuck every person not in the verse
cause I'm finna spit on some spite/like a camel with an aversion to bullshit
and they be standing in your vacinity/politically that shouldn't be allowed in this soliloquy
the illest g's know that I rhyme/to write a masterpiece

And though it's not in sight to see/I'm running til the fight leaves me
Like that'll ever happen/you rappers that've been nappin
on me better get to clappin/or I'm gonna get out the bic and I'll spit shit until I'm sick
as a patient that/ever patient/couldn't crap out a/shitty shit
get it?

Second verse/badder than every part of the first
An anachronistic assumption/to some but whatever works
As we travel through every time/that an Apex wasn't in first
Well shit, here all ready?/Yeah, that's how it works

But we back/to be specific we on the attack
A war waged within the memories/mental and rarely won you see
But fuck bein a downer/we clown and we fuck around
in an effort to kill the sound/Of of

Of the silence within the night/at the end of the tunnel
Of the complexity of light/being higher than any drug'll ever get
But fuck it man it's something/beyond just your debt
In an alley of existential/aggression where all the pressure

To snap is not incidental/it's crafted into the dental
Records broken not a rental/it's depressin
But fuck it I digress/as I stand up and beat my chest
In the face of my certain death

Fuck time/and fuck this existence
where life is a certain struggle/and rest is ever a myth
so we blind ourselves with the bottle/the molly and all the spliffs
But it's brighter than any sun/that'll beat down upon the brick