You funny little people, I wonder why it is you always hate me so at first, how couldn't they hunt you, get the best of care, I never let you get too raw or too cold, too hungry, or too tired, they've been grateful, think, no daily grind, no budget problems, no taxes of debts of families to support, I see through everything, and it's never dull!

Once upon a trail

Once upon a time

Yeah, yeah

Blood plan (Aloeight, Blak Church)

Monster bong hit (Eyeball, human cactus, apple sauce)

Yo, I'm surpassin' deep

I'm H.P. Lovecraft paralysis after sleep

These fuckin' kids (hahaha), they got werewolf huntin' kits to battle me

I wrote this postcard from the edge of the Tappan Zee

On this acid sheet, who I work with

Stop askin' me, they all trash to me (Why, man?)

I'm facin' the corner, dunce cap in heat, if they all gonna laugh at me

Phobic, in a narrow space, I been donatin' blood to Aloeight (Peace!)

Shit's bugged like Cab Calloway (uhh?), fuck a video

I'm pretty gross, I'm a shitty host

I think human deformities are pretty though

Flows are sharper than a psychedelic cactus's, prickly coat

I throw a chair at a fan (fuck outta here!), faster than a skinhead on Arsenio

Carcinogen lover, huffin' the city smoke

New York is more like a little country than a city, yo

Sad clown grin, flows sent out like Native scoutin'

I wig off the top like scalpings

You sleep away the long boring hours of your jobs and when I take you out to wake you, it's-it's only to have fun, to enjoy some new treat I thought up for you