-Verse-

As I gather my thoughts, the plots of a boss
Sinking in my underworld, surely you'll be lost
Without an invite, my midnight will drive a nigga mad
Them sand niggas got some bitches out in Pakistan
Free with the flow, grease on the pole, make 'em slip
Only fine females will be provided dick
Bring your own shit like we bout to set up camp
I been down just to come up, skater champ
Trusting only the deceased with my confidential's
Betray me and I will track you to your residential
I got tired of the lies so I sought truth
Misguided as a black youth so I changed views
I used to re-create the beats in my fucking head
Mumble couple lines then repeat what I said
Mary had my soul when we talked about the city
A trip to the Mecca with this shorty looking pretty
I had visions of intellectuals lessons, expressions
Of studio sessions sitting restless
We active like Zone, sometimes off the dome
Niggas in the game going prone, so I send 'em home
I'm Citizen and some Roman symbols
Send Hell fire down upon the local temple
This shit is only mental, ain't nothing else think about it
While you think about it, my case and point
My point and case just provide the place
Rap's S.W.A.T. team cuz we infiltrate
I gotta give back to the music like it gave me
Working the yard won't let these pussies outpace me
Keep it to yourself, not talking germs nigga
Adjectives and pronouns, I'm talking verbs nigga
Resurrect spoken word, release the hearse
The newest era in such a wicked universe