Notes & Marginalia

Everyday another chapter, I'm just tryna turn a new page
The paper I was after had a blue face, accumulate
Maneuver to the Circle K
Back in '08, we used to loiter by the Redbox
Doja in my right sock
Only dropped a bar and left the mic hot, malfunction
See me in the booth, it's like construction how I manifest
Handle tests, come through stronger, Polo flannel chest
My mantra is to always give my very best, I'm grinding
The light bounced off my belt, I'm like Orion in the physical
Divine with the instrumentals
Reading Marx and Engles, taking notes and marginalia
Always stay with oil, Venezuela
When I hit the booth, I had to bring my data

Built shelfs by the mic-stand
Held the pen steady in my right hand, to write plans
Let the verse sit until it ripens
Then strike like lightning, Slank a Titan
Underwater moves, Poseidon, ain't no hiding from the rhymes
My shit like tridents to the spine, it stick with you
The track was like a slab of bricks hit you
Shit slap, from the skin, to the tissue, to the skeleton
E.O.P. natural medicine
From the city sidewalks to the meadowlands
Shawty ass move like gelatin
I'm thinking 'bout settling down
This high development sound
On the mic, my skill-set is renowned and still goin
I cracked the window ashed the potent in motion
The tires floatin