Palo Santo Lyrics

Spinning circles in my mind for the one time

Hope the record scratch fore I go blind I'm...

Ok

Ok ok

Off the cuff like my fitted jeans

The sky is grey today phenomenon is heavenly

Japanese culture what I hope to invoke inside my children

Respect the boundaries but color out the lines of normalcy

A refugee to these guys

I sky and cry for help

Giving thanks to god because he know me like I know myself

But back to why I'm crying

Arraigned on a homicide

Cuz I killed you boys from in the booth

And jacked your little pride

I kill with no remorse

Think I'm a psychopath

Credit to Sikowitz

Victory at last

I beat the case then beat the pot like I be cooking crack

Cheffing up a tune all in this dungeon by a bloody axe

It get graphic think it's fictitious well partly

I'm surly

I'm gaudy

A lover

But hardly

Tell Harley

The Joker got some competition

Laughing at my pain I'll catch you lacking

Like Bobby from New Edition

This rendition is so different I know

We ain't been acquainted

My name is Quincy

Ain't got a tan but I'm darker than before

Me and my demons like to slap box on the weekend

Right before ya girl come over

Suck my soul and all my see-man

Why I gotta be this way

You niggas ain't been no competition

I might have to call the triple K

At least they sending shots so I can fire back

They hung me from a bungee chord

But didn't think I'd bounce back

Probably shouldn't have said that last line

But I got bars for days

Whether xannys or AT&T data mines

Ya silo get hit

My squad is legit

You can't tell me shh

I'm a shogun with no guns

A sword see that's no fun

My pen got gamma rays make you go numb

I'm in and out the Universe

Ain't got the keys to life but

I can probably show you how computers work

I'm devilishly handsome with a kings ransom

I'd have to kill myself

Cuz that's the only way the cash is getting handed

I did the damage and proceeded with the dash

I'm so incredible

These violet skies the only thing I wish could last

I'm talking out my anus once again

Stick a pin in me

I think that I am fin

The Jakes are always out

Final Fantasy I can't escape the clouds

Puffing on leviathan strain

My momma kicked me out

I don't really smoke

Palo Santo smelling like a pile ah dope

Writing out my rhymes

Swear these coke lines go blow for blow

I'm

Spinning circles in my mind for the one time

Hope the record scratch fore I go blind

I'm

I'm gone

I'm gone