Boundless

Caught a vibe, I'm making magic with the pen in hand

I go ballistic when the time is right and then advance

Feel most at home inside the booth whipping up hella jams

Posted with like seven grams, you know we smoke that pressure fam

Got me in the clouds and feeling ready to rock shit

On a knocking instrumental, stay expressing my conscience

Cause suppressing it is toxic, I would rather pen my thoughts

In a way that leaves you in awe and leaves every doubter astonished

Demolishing the opposition with a tommy gun

And stacking all the bodies up, there really ain't no stopping us

My heart is cold, I'm probably numb, but I just rolled a gnarly blunt

And I might end up coughing lungs but I don't give the slightest fuck