[Verse: billy woods]
Well-spoken, high-minded
'Til he wrote the whole thing and couldn't find it
Then it's Venn diagrams on who behind it
Translator unsure, but thinks it's a dialect floatin'
Water hyacinth, I was high at the charter school
Like "Kids, stick with them hard sciences"
Plug waitin' in the kitchen with the appliances
Killin' time, hunters still tell stories
Still moonlight in the stainless steel
The night had a chill, it was ill
You probably felt it, you probably ain't think it was real
Weed smoke was a shield
He probably in there checkin' emails
Last pack was a bust, still re-upped, don't know what elsе to sell
Stuck behind the scalе
Scale around the neck, harpoonin' the whale
Crimson algae blooms, the blood trail
To your stiffening body, all of this for a nail
Apartheid, you can't put your weed with mine
The foreign ministry has nothing to say at this time
Took good fortune as an ominous sign
Way to let the peppermill grind
Through the black veil, couldn't tell if she lied
Good wine, "How was everything?" Everything was fine
Separate checks, one piece of pie, Oedipus Rex
I suggest always read to the end of the text, that very last line
Strategically placed over my eyes when I rhyme
[Hook: E L U C I D]
Placid skies, a flash of light
And then I'm under mi sensi
Math of mine, must simplify
So divine, oh, how it hit me
Placid skies, a flash of light
And then I'm under mi sensi
Math of mine, must simplify
So divine, oh, how it hit me