text: OJ with the OE while I K, R double E, P on E
  E mean I got no gas in the whip Im broke and I chose to eat
  Kickin it with BabylØøt she be ready to shoot anything on me
  Bumpin Outkast in the grand marquise life aint so bad it seems
  Some of the time
  When I think about dyin I be thinkin that I dont wanna go
  Most of the time when I think about dyin I be thinkin bout a good way to go
  I can never tell if my pops is lookin down at me or up
  I wish he didnt die then again if he didnt I could say that Id probably be stuck
  Think about the way that you be goin about it when everybody wanna be about the next big thing
  Everybody wanna pretend Im a cultist captain
  Tryin to reach yo theta waves
  Take a note of control happenin in you mind
  You a brainwashed soul, not a thang to hide
  Put em on a curb and stomp
  Puttin out you lights
  Hypey mothafuckas dont know me cuz Im the beast of evil Keeble still aint makin moves like me and you attempt has proven
  Feeble like common people
  Dont use they pineal
  Instead of thinkin it aint real
  Make sure you know when to peel
  Kickin it thinkin about how we live in a time where nobody can believe a thing they see
  Everybody play follow the leader then follow him into a gate of inferno
  Inquisitive ones are the ones that get cast the side
  Eventually crucified
  The one that you worship would never be seen as a prophet in this time