Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Snatch the infinity stone, while all the fools get spoonfed

The room get read in bold letters 'cause I'm stepping through full-fledged (For real, though)

Pulled the rope from under your legs, slowly submerging in the quicksand

Should've caught me last week when I gave a damn, but you missed it by a slim chance

Can't just hold your hand, gotta learn how to walk on your own two like homeschool

Cook my own food, ain't no music like soul music

I let stoning get a hold to me

Guaranteed to get the gold, I am no rookie

Damn twin, we was lil' ones waiting for the buildup

Now, the metaphors making you feel something

I'm tryna go on a historic run, you see how I did it?

Relocate states, it's not a race to the finish

Marathon, slow pace, create space to see the whole face

Travel through the brink of time, coast the force in line 'til they realign

Doing shadow work, I pulled up to the scene, I tried my hand

Everything was great, the curveball is what it all seems

Concrete bread, it was no palm trees

With all them leaves to fall from the fleet (Stood on big business, for real)

We be the sleeziest world, like

The sleeziest in the world, Craig

Pardon my sleeze