If the sky was the ocean I would dive into the horizon, only to be known as an underwater pilot

See this is how I think of it this is how it rises, it bubbles to the top only to crumble in the climate

I'm a rebel in this human race, you're a pebble to a Titan.

My flow stays negative zero, see on the periodic table I'm element hero.

My element of surprise is like the federal bureaus, I always keep it sweet not short like churros

My thoughts are very crunchy like Pickles or pretzels
I shoot from my booth like two scud missiles, when I'm in class I just call dismissal

I never go for the gold only for the diamonds
I shine like the crooked eyes of the dead pirates

I might just adjust to the norm only to fight the righteous...this is a real flight I get hype off my own excitement..hype man hype it.

I feel old school reebok jumpsuit and some white kicks...every time I think of words I think priceless

My stylish words are furious..see they will get you high off their dopeness..don't sleep just enter psychosis..it's a new stage of awake, it keeps you focused...let's laugh...I'm joking...instead of reading this you should be choking