X-Pac Heat

I hear your beats and i just belly laugh

I formed the artist that you witness back on telegraph

The words i vomit are a product of a sheltered past

Words on the welcome mat enter with your head attached

Guard my problems, don't like interviews with all the cast

Ask me questions and get questions you dont wanna ask

My notebook watches me with worry when I've lost a match

The papers burned could make the largest tallest walls of ash

The dailymotion app my dark side of the ring machine

I've seen enough ads of used cars and 23 and me

Stumble drunk along the path ive mapped with misconceptions

Lapping back through past directives