[transcribed by Lunarview]

watch the noise watch the boys watching washington washing out choice while she's watching the voice on screen [kicking on cream] calmly can't keep on
Feeling [on/all] my fingers to my face
My fuckin freckles ain't free
my fuckin freckles ain't free

the tape was snape's quintessence
and jake the snake stays [equating] to questions
wrapped in quaker caps
drake released more life and he got his haters back
and my delivery's just got me buzzin like jerry
i'm in a yellow jacket reachin for the cup full of dairy
i'm in a mellow bracket breachin out the cut to feel airy
roll my face up off the pillow
check who you been sleepin on
and couldn't keep you calm if my last name was mary
first to get mad smart, act a bitch then it's back to the sticks
of aveyron it's vic
padawan plastered askin masters "which one of you bastards are gonna scream when i die?"
he passed this platter of this powder he's been meaning to try

my fingers to face feel alright though
after [jackson] the psycho mask
i'll be michael in fact
i'm pushin bicycles back at that blackjack table
call it wheelin and dealin
can't sell cain, but still hold myself able
petty under the table drop those "t"s add "n"s and "y"s
don't need to battle it to have a friend that dies
that's a terrible thing to wish upon
checkin mates with a bishop or pawn
lickin bongs
listening to lickupon

pardon, stop me
i find my carbon copy
i'm starvin cop me a [coffee]
i stir the pot with some pocky
on the 11th i pop my polos with poppies
no one taught me to be clever
i taught me

no one taught me to be clever
i taught me
and now i'm telling carrie fisher
in heaven sending whispers that i beat those bounty hunters till i blistered
they were bountiful, my piss hurts

like climbing sketchy apparatuses
i felt this type of way before
except the drugs were just the catalyst

like climbing sketchy apparatuses
i felt this type of way before
except the drugs were just the catalyst
the drugs were just the catalyss ss ss
i'm battle-rapping after witness ess ess essin this
that was too many "iss"es
after witnessing this?
cracking guinesses with mrs. feel the ripple effect
threw my glasses passing grass and it's a spectacle to me
i'm slappin hands away from necks and my testicles and the freckles isn't free still
he's still
questioning his free will
it only hurts the ones around you if you're killed, right?
i drool up on the mic before i lick my chops and take a sound bite
i'm centre leaning left if i sway know that i'll sound right
centre leaning left if i sway know that i'll sound right

and i'm young

and i'm younger than anyone you can name
with a pair of glasses i wear on my neck on this stupid chain
i knew my way around dissecting a mess of this taurus brain
i cut the bull and my cranium all with a single blade
never making it blatant
but check the track it's chock-filled till it's spilling out your music app with reverse personification
like if i say i'm inhuman won't have to feel like one
i'm a leopard, i'm a leprechaun, i'm kim il-sung
i'm a
hard to catch
quick thinker
with bars to match
lip-syncher
when hard for cash

but fly into this bungalow and if you're touching shit for free i'll make you feel uncomfortable