Off Yellow Freebase

My motor mind runnin' way too fast, tryptamine and pine gonna help me blast

Or Outlast this asylum, got these wicked thought knots, and I file them

From A-Z, anarchy, a violent tendency, a drug binge on ecstasy

What's next for me? Where's the referee?

Cause the game of Life is pullin' knives on me

Skinnin' men no phenergan needed, you gettin' bleeded

Makes me feel heated, red meat is good to eat, kid

And I ain't that picky when I'm trippin' out on 'cid, open pop, flop, drop the lid

NaOH, a base to yo face, you can die in lye in the back of a place

A basement,spy, cause you gettin' based in it

I'm freebasin' vapor chasin' space is spinnin' and my heart is racin'

You could ask Heather, but she's gagged with some leather

I love this game, the pain just means I'm gettin' better

Leather gloves on veins make a lovely sight

And this ain't even half of my lovely night

I ain't even half way right, I went left on the path we write

Baphomet talks to one who listens, visions of incisions

Are my wisdom, teeth chewin' matter like a Hatter done switched in

Monsters are real, demons are among us, you just go and ask the fungus

It'll tell you 'bout the humongous problem we all facin'

Nations slavin' for meaningless money, and honey isn't it really funny

Tomorrow is never guaranteed, but we get jobs and work for greed

Spend a life on a line, or in a den with men for crimes

Rend our children in our wars, oil and soil boil our tours

Of occupation, cultivation, of a culture meant to call your hatred

Right into place, never question a talking face

Take your pills, you're a walkin' disgrace

And when you can't pay your bills you're gonna feel outta place

Welcome to Hell, welcome to the rat race

Seen some dogs come and go, but this cat here likes ta lay low

And I'm still trappin', I'm still rappin', adaptin' to scrappin'

Like I just snapped to action, cause I been dead, off in my head

Had traction for bout 2 years, now I'm spittin' true tears instead

Cause moneys gettin' low and the rent's gettin' bigger, and I'm bout show that Dahmer

Was a calmer picture, palm this mixture of acid rap, cause I'm the vat without a fuckin' cap

And I'm bout ta snap to make my dap

Just an arsonist, with heartless fits, of artless licks that I hit

On a track, while my mind bends n snaps n I go whack

Got many problems and they just keep gettin' stacked