Ambitious, uncertain, pulled back the curtain lookin at the world like a mirror saw my face in the oceans i was young i was dumb, but i saw it clearly since then i’ve been a bosun years passed, all that’s changed is i’m a big fool now i done the opposite of cool down building a rocket ship in my basement my pen point’s hot as shit bout to ignite pages im transforming, dream of fans swarming to late night stages filled with impatience, far away places calling to me like Columbus sought the Asians waiting for these new stars to fall in place, make my own constellations and i’m onto bigger things always innovating like Davinci, but i’m simply too creative not asking anyone to do me favors absurd ideas stand out through the ages open up the door,  cause you know that im knocking and i know you need me bad like coal in my stocking i’m that troublemaker, kid with the fire and brimstone tortured by some sort of maniacal syndrome you cant sway me, you cant stop me call me crazy and everything, but i call it poppy cause those words are bagels, i just cut em in half and eat em and maybe i am insane but we all have our demons and this is mine and this is mine, don’t forget it you’ll never take it from me i’ll hold on til my deathbed i’ll never give up cause i stand for something you can never prove wrong stuck on that question? You’d better move on i’ve found the love of my life and i’m gonna hold on gonna hold on i know disbelief i've heard it in surround sound I'm a loud mouth can’t be drowned out now i've worn the dunce cap, been there, done that for all those disses i've finally got a comeback fuck a rhinestone, nose to the grindstone when i’m through with the speakers, i’ll have your mind blown far as I’m concerned I’ve made it a reality i don't need my fortune told by a salary i’m not really sure how it'll make me a living but the money ain't for me thats a given i’m hell bent, maybe gonna burn like Harvey Dent people saying keep it down--i’ve hardly leapt fuck em, only takes a small noise to cause an avalanche and even if i die alone i’ll be glad i had a chance freedom is misunderstood, now I better understand it defeat is an orphan and i’ve been abandoned i’ve been fighting six years, still standing nobody freer than me across this whole planet biblical flow, God damn it and He’s the one who can do so; stranded, like Robinson Crusoe, just a speck in the sea, i suspect no one’s reckless as me what i do know: young pro will have you gung ho on this new flow world hatin' on me like Pluto i wont be stopped cause i can't, the world made this monster i’m just a witness you'll try to prevent it but you cant invented a new plan? forget it i’m too damn ambitious and do i bring it life this passion i spoke of failed more than you can imagine--so what? history flows in my veins i would know it even if i were going insane ambitious in all aspects i wanna be a king, emperor of the Aztecs centuries-old classics, forget em and i’m my father’s son but if Mary was a virgin, i’m a bastard and see how this lonely toiling makes a slow drone out the phone boiling makes the vines creep i don't care who’s ahead or behind me by the time i sleep i will have done, and will have made more than the Romans with the roads that they paved and when in Rome, so they say fuck it you know the rest and i'm not going that way

mass plates rollin through cali mass plates rollin through tornado ally mr. cartographer, better take a tally domination in the lower 48 established self made cant even afford to pay a caddy sleep in the car, cant help looking shabby but that dont stop them proper folk looking at me hair nappy, dressed badly, hating me for looking happy if my ride dont get it done, the plates do it and if my rims dont get it done, the plates do it if my swag dont get it done, the plates do it now what'd you say stupid? now what'd you say stupid? old beat up sedan in the backcountry got my clothes packed in a sack gunny just driving, not trying to stack money but i hope i might impress you with the plates, honey though uh, i’ll be gone at the crack of dawn i wont be hurt if you choose not to tag along racing the sun like a true vagabond i might be catching a few winks on ur back lawn and i dont know what got you thinkin' i might stay i’m always onto the next one like Jay, ay it's freelance policy whatchu know about that? ah shit they're onto me CHORUS out in the cold but your heart takes you some places you’ve never been push ya to the edge, and go everywhere in between prom’s done, wheres the fun in a limousine grab a backpack, hop a train, and make history yo, i’m a man with a plan--that is, i’ll consider the plan if one hatches in the mean time i’ll practice crash landings bushwhack through the wilderness like hatchet and nothing compares to standing on the stage feeling the stares got your eyes on me would ya please keep watching bet i even got my haters evesdropping and you’ll see so many MCs stopping me i’m not i’m just stop and go jump like geronimo, flippin like dominos, go wherever i please i just let the wind blow

cauldron bubble im causing trouble 
i caution ya ill get you nauseous
 a caustic substance 
a nameless ooze 
possibly i came from Oz
 a monster rising out of a toxic bog noxious fumes a raucous drummin 
and i’m just exhausted, applause i love it so pause i'm stumbling, wait for my trumpet to come in i cause a bumpin inside ya, it's risin 

its clear i control this beat, i’m steering so hold your seat 
got a full boat, i go slow cause i’m rolling deep 
i’m kidding, just a bunch of ghosts with me 
i’m chilling with your soul and you don't even know its me 
put your head down and go to sleep
 i got some business with the moon cause she cold as me 
i got a problem with the world and so does she 
your night, my day, so goes the dream

 mood swing, switch skins like a basilisk 
order of things don't matter like The Court of King Caractacus 
 Frankenstein rhymes take on lives of their own 
put my head in a basket and get my mind in the zone 
i slit my cornea, no sicker way to envision things 
stick a blade in, get seven stitches, i look like mad eye moody 
curious cat, like the Curies in the lab when i rap 
and it tastes like radioactive ratatouille 
more absurd than Terry with the tattoo all i gotta do is
speak plainly cause my thoughts are so weird 
method to my madness, Zach Galifianakis 
except i’m clean shaven cause i cant grow a beard

 exposed to my brain like a gory car crash 
close to insane probably am, but i’m on trak
 weird shit don't follow rules or conventions
 unspool my thoughts, light a fuse tied to your conscious
shit where did the rhyme go, better look in the lost and
found but you wont find it cause i lose my mind often 
and i’m the kind of guy who will say “no problem”
pull out a pair of pliers, yank a tooth out your noggin I’ll hit you with a bold proposition you old politician Because these bolts in my brain are all outta position … … Words are my blood and I’m totally typo crisp like an apple you are soft like micro I fuck up on the daily, no wonder they don’t pay me Its fun to be so crazy, you like it? o- oh baby you thought the ipod was neat? I’m the tree the apple dropped from onto Isaac newton’s head no snake attack, I gave Eve a snack you’re lucky cause it could’ve been you instead I’ll hit you with a bold proposition you old politician Because these bolts in my brain are all outta position … … Words are my blood and I’m totally typo crisp like an apple you are soft like micro I fuck up on the daily, no wonder they don’t pay me Its fun to be so crazy, you like it? o- oh baby you thought the ipod was neat? I’m the tree the apple dropped from onto Isaac newton’s head no snake attack, I gave Eve a snack you’re lucky cause it could’ve been you instead I’ll hit you with a bold proposition you old politician Because these bolts in my brain are all outta position … … Words are my blood and I’m totally typo crisp like an apple you are soft like micro I fuck up on the daily, no wonder they don’t pay me Its fun to be so crazy, you like it? o- oh baby you thought the ipod was neat? I’m the tree the apple dropped from onto Isaac newton’s head no snake attack, I gave Eve a snack you’re lucky cause it could’ve been you instead

stripped of your fodder gotta say something quick
thats not just that predictable shit i can mop up with a paper towel
so get lit on some ganja and take a visit to God
cause no nun and no motherfucking pun can save you now

turn your counterfeit rhymes down a bit for a second
im about to spit some sick shit the sound of it is infectious
new sonic wave, modern day bubonic plague
clean slate, makin a real ugly mess along the way
i caught a virus and it spread to my sinus
spewing snot, sneezing out my brains
with a coup d'état mindset
topple the throne, sorry your highness
old stoner, those joints probably got arthritis

no hit that's wondrous just a few singles in the midst of hundreds just a few strings, drum kits, and trumpets radical new things, is the subject

rappers with no heart, bout as hard as Mike's Lemonade
teenage  Disney shit cause that whiskey dick can’t penetrate
and what happened to that classic renegade?
puffing grass and passing out on your ass like you just can’t defecate
you're playing Candyland, go ahead and change the game
i fuck with history i doubt that you could say the same
i'd call you a cheater, and i'd pick a fight but
all you got is catchy beats to get drunk chicks excited

hail to the kings, no respect to the followers
seein’ the same things just with new monikers
honor the dead, but get on with the livin
if you ain’t changing minds you ain’t changing a bit

and we're ready for a renaissance…

i’ll lampoon your dance tune, stoner verbiage
cutting edge since an early age 
thats why my hands got so many scars on em they've been burnt and singed
i play with chemicals i make a lot of mistakes but i learn from it
lyrical potency, acidic and i'm a cynic i admit it
mad scientist in the lab and i'm never finished
and my results bear the toll of the labor
enables me to be a whole ‘nother flavor
i come equipped with a toolbox, don't give a shit about the moolah
came to make fixes and Changes but i’ll always listen to Tupac
and i'm no badass but what i'm sayin ain't no zip a dee do dah
its got a kick to it, i’ll get cocky and get in a shutoff, verbally

Chorus

you can row, row, row, on that silly little flow
i’m flying above like a UFO
i zap words to smithereens, you best know
presto: i’m sticking these imageries 
in between odd and even pages and i don't even skip a scene 
words tremble like my uvula when i’m spitting em
you best remember, the future don’t exist till i’ve written it
haters whats up, haters whats up, i’m not waiting for love
ya’ll about to see what i’m capable of
and there will be
antidisestablishmentarianism, uh
like cant i diss a rapper with scary precision?
Sagittarius hand me your bow and i’m scaring em shitless
and by this i mean i’ll blot out the sun and bury ambitions hail to the kings, no respect to the followers
seein’ the same things just with new monikers
honor the dead, but get on with the livin
if you ain’t changing minds you ain’t changing a bit and we're ready for a renaissance...

typical dude got them rude shoes and the blues money on my mind sickly green maybe i got the flu i speak my thoughts in twos and when i walk i brood trying to find a rhyme out of these words in my head that’re all confused to all my dudes, from way back when they was in the news they’d see me sitting in the rain with a soaking wet fuse-- i'm chilling in the booth and im feeling like Zeus i could throw a few bolts now, but what would be the use sun rise, galactic rays are splashing irrational style you cant have it yes, i gained another addict sick like tobacco, too asthmatic crazy vertigo, yea im really dropping it and im better than Weezy im a motherfucking coughing fit and i could get it bumpin, fuck talking shit my words are pointless like nails in your coffin lid forget that old buzz i’m moving at the speed of light now because... parents walk in the house hear the floor bumpin know that the kids are probably up to something come to the top of the stairs and peek in but you'll never understand these riddles i speak in and where did they go wrong? i burnt the house down cause i left the stove on i took a trip cause they wanted me to stay home now i'm wandering, looking for a pay phone lost my train of thought, mistaken, forsaken by God forgotten conversation with my Momma when i was a little baby i’m so wise now, but maybe i’m not life gave me a shot heart aching and shaking my fist at the air til they're breaking the ground with a spade place me with care have i begun? hardly. please tell the Marley’s save me spot

do you see the way the wheels on the bus go around and around if you must know, like the count of monte cristo on his grind, on his hustle better count your money quick, though, cause in the mind i'm Russel and time goes, flying by like Crows cant spare a second for fine wine and nice clothes and as i rhyme these ice floes you might catch a glimpse of many maestros young simple country boy except the mind see the school bus goes unnoticed almost every time but every now and then you see powdered rims rollin on the freeway teachin mr DJ how to spin you see me, you see calloused hands, thinking green grass then i speak a word, alakazam you see palace chandeliers what have i done damn it here, he goes again shit aint black and white like a panda bear, these soles are thin even though my talk rich, see i'm not stitched, i dont hold it in you dont wanna see an ink blot bitch, on your white oxford shirt but i got dirt on my chin, and im vomitting mr doctor, i'm sick, check me in hand-me-downs got me cold in the wind even if i had prada, it’d do nada cant be inside a facade id tear it apart like a piranha my thoughts are the sparks my life is the potion my mind is a chemistry lab full of emotion mind you, whenever he raps you will be coasting behind you, 76 trombones in motion