Apex

We some motherfuckin apex predators Witness the genesis Out for dead presidents, VPs and delegates Ain't smoking on the delicate Weighin out the heavy shit You could get high off the smell of it It's like dope in your nostrils AK for your brain made them open they chakras Apollo's apostles, stroke of Picasso Bonita Applebum trying go to mi casa She told me that she not bilingual But got two tongues if that's what you're into I got inside her mental, chicks that I been through, it's simple Now I'm tryna figure how to bend spoons The prodigy of an alchemist It's Indigos in rotation bringing amethyst Must be out your cranium to even try and aim at this I can't be a Satanist, I don't know who Satan is Defy your own limits They thought that I would die but I survived off spinach Macho man, Popeye did it And I know you lookin down so, Pop I did it The key to my lyric is my physic Astrophysical, I can tap into your spirit Of course I'm talkin to you And of course I'm targetin' you Little sumchin Haha You see me man?