Gills

Distraction building up in masses
Skimming conversation, let the date go further backwards
Wading through letters, numbers and emojis
Digging for a moment in the rubble, hella lowkey
Shuffled up mostly, my brain got recycle bins, tip jar empty
Got the change for the five percent
I've been a beast since 20XX then
Squad all mutants, you would think we're fucking X-Men
Smoke alone, I exhale my best friend
Volume two, got that hard follow through

This that Turbo Graphix
Worm hole rappin
Ganja fucking up my fucking work flow; addict
Landed on Namek
Homie where your scouter at?
I ain't one for bragging but this shit cost about a rack
Momma told me live to my potential
So I'm just stuck just trying to kill these instrumentals

Rap stuff, yeah
Guitars on the walls, I don't play 'em
Awake from the PM to the AM
Moving through the closeness
Myself, I could lose it in the ocean
Swim with me and breathe

This that Turbo Graphix
Worm hole rappin
Ganja fucking up my fucking work flow; addict
This that Turbo Graphix
Worm hole rappin