Do I really look like a guy with a plan

You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars

I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it

You know, I just do things

The mob has plans. The cops have plans

Gordon's got plans

You know, they're schemers

Schemers trying to control their little worlds

I'm not a schemer

I try to show the schemers how pathetic

Their attempts to control things really are

Joker card Dealer the speech healer

Let him vor cause he's the verse killer

You a non-reader, lost in the space of the ether

Not a sleeper, move around from the lost people

Fearful you niggas, only full of da fecal

Portal potty, copy shit equal

Still make it curtains, no defense lethal

Well it's Bruce so Die Hard in the sequel

Scars left marks, the trauma is bonded

It's not what's said, it's simple responses

Living by a Creed, I had to Adonis

Statues of limitations, the broken promises

Respect the haggler, the speech marvelous

Thrill-seeking youth, Allah, don't punish us

Hold still, Mansa Musa gold trust

Celebrate with enemy blood, no empty cups

Vivid pictures leave your mental screwed up

Alicia, the keys is cups frozen in Big Moed up

You start with Sega, the Genesis is revelation spins

Play games, get comfortable controlling them

Collect on the Ark, two by two walk-ins

I should've been a statue at a coliseum

Not to amuse, men just pull up and see them

I drink and talk to Henny bottle in SZA Dm

Sending her the Curry memes shooting my shot, manifested the plot

Long distance the shot, distracted by the core processor dots

Next to diamond mines cut galore spots

Bloody smiles burn the quiet lies down a notch

Over convos could be a drink or tape scotch

Shining without gloss, memory weak spots

Headless horsemen hate with missing tops

Or fiends who dust off rocks just archaeologists

Drunk at the corner stores just poet laureates

Fat Pat lyrics at Buffalo Soldiers parliaments

Up under HAWKS wings, next to monuments

Who sent for me I'm Allah's new instrument

Bring back the ole law, restore the real shit

Loose cannon knife, ceaser of friends made hits

Ray Lewis keep Raven line back killer shit

Large hadron collider fabric of creationist

Bibles written in Latin meanings of Satanist

Introduce a little anarchy

Upset the established order and everything becomes chaos

I'm an agent of chaos

Oh and you know the thing about chaos

It's fear