Impressionistic message/of history prone to mystery
Message is to protect/by the money and by the ministry
Magic is indistinguished/by science another figment
of language teaching a language/that leads us into obscurity

Lackin in maturity/purity
Tongue is like a leper/decaying as I refer to me

Erectin an obsidian/message for all eternity
Ex nihilo/this track is fuckin nothin b
And reason never was/a reason for us not to be
Morally lacking/but it's cool cause what do morals mean?

Sittin back/let's be frank, we the rat pack
Livin life/droppin track after fat track
Young, dumb/full of cum, yeah we got that
Readin Byron as I/bust off on your bitches back

Say I'm sorry/cause we know I'm never calling back
Better if I hit it now/before it hit her that
This pretty motherfucker/pissin in her little flat
Is broker than the doper/stickin up his little soldier

Boom bap there it goes/bless that Golden Rose
Consecrate the quarry/and quarrel with all your petty foes
Not to diss the holy/but anthropocentric phony ass
Preachers tellin creatures/to stick that stuffy nose

High as the fire/that fuels the lone desire
To consummate with the Kraken/and crack everybody's ire
I'm crackin em in the back/with a beat and an attic plaque-
No Keats, we don't have a fucking urn

Helicopter flare/bear right on the massacre
Massively overbearing/brothers born into atavism
Actively acting out/when not passing out
Butter the breaded base/laugh at the weakness comin out of the

Wheatless/weather worn out
You know the rain brings pain/everytime it comes out
And the Summer's such a bummer/for my existential doubt
Hard to knock that shit/addicted to feelin sick

So I smoke too much/and I sleep too much
and I read too much/and I eat too much
and I fuck too much/and I breathe too much
Tell the sheep and the sprouts/wolves are waitin this out

So I smoke too much/and I sleep too much
and I read too much/and I eat too much
and I fuck too much/and I breathe too much
Tell the sheep and the sprouts/wolves are waitin this out