Metaphorically Speaking Lyrics

But your book

My book is about masks as a metaphor, Mr. Epkis

A metaphor, not to be taken literally

You're suffering from mild delusion

Aye, yeah, aye, you got to know I got a big brain

A mind, mind, I'm like Albert, not the fat one

The Einstein

Man, I ain't even know they had no business, I mind mine

See, I'm the one that Jesus left and got

They the nine, nine

How I time, fine, in reverse

How fine, time

Fresh as dead, put me in a hearse, but never under ground

I rewind time, in reverse, went outside of time

Like a kindergartner coloring, I went outside the lines

Back up on the mic, spitting metaphors, similes, and analogies

Most things are deeper than they seem

I might say one thing, but it may just mean ten different things

Should I syrup it up, aye what that mean, like I'm sipping lean

You know, slow it down, screw it up

Like that easter pink

Or we can crank it up, speed it up, like I'm on a beam

And if you're listening, and you don't really get to message to what I mean

Just know that I say a whole lot of metaphors

You can't take everything literally, nah

But you book

My book is about masks as a metaphor, Mr. Epkis

A metaphor, not to be taken literally

You're suffering from mild delusion

Just know that I say a whole lot of metaphors

You can't take everything literally, nah