Deep Sea Tundras

I'm a god I'm a god Hard to convince me that I'm not Feel the wrath of a- Feel the wrath of a self-proclaimed pharaoh of the future I stay busting Help curate my sanity Cause the acid's taking its toll Like a slaying a dragon faking it's fall I'm lagging, waiting for gold Gotta go and get it and I've been obsessed with time for a minute But time isn't a vector, no Time isn't a scalar, no Time is just perspective And I feel the thoughts are dated But I still think like I'm already sedated But I'll still drink liquor with my niggas And some bitches if the meal's free "Don't drink on an empty stomach" I'll still drink Henny with my balling brother Nick Bosnia flow Sketchy like I bought it from a bitch Chilling in West Lawson and Fifth Ave Not afraid to admit it waiting if I slip See nigga I haven't slipped yet Don't get your ship wrecked Or captured and thrown over board I'm a god I'm a god Hard to convince me that I'm not Feel the wrath of a- Feel the wrath of a world renowned enigma Waiting on the social stigma flip Just to remember when my psyche wasn't interesting to those Who carry pseudo oaths as a daily accessory And they steady assessing me for closure Thought these doors open (Fuck this shit) I'm a god I'm a god Hard to convince me that I'm not Feel the wrath of a- I'm a god I'm a god Hard to convince me that I'm not Feel the wrath of a-