Sun Wukong, Awakened to Emptiness

[Verse 1: bert] Sum of my life In a couple of pictures I'm great cause I'm dumb And I never read scriptures Gave a lotta lip, sure Haven't gotten much back Not sure if Pops has my back Never asked for it Paid little attention to the blackboard Always felt tension half black boy Usually got in trouble, never asked for it Then again, who the hell asks for it? I'm not that damn trouble I mean my luck didn't double, but I never really struggled I'm leery of self-acceptance With my health I'm reckless I'm a bit of a shellfish, yeah I know, predictable and selfish It's human nature Never wanna be one Only wanna be sun Wukong in the building Staff that I'm wielding My dick is large That didn't rhyme My dick is large (laughing) I'm outta time (Oh shit...) [Hook: bert] So I'm staring up at this abysmal sea Gases are shining down on me Look down, you'll see a frown on me A struggling poet, crowds that flee Staring up at this abysmal sea Gases are shining down on me Look down, you'll see a frown on me A struggling poet, crowds that - [Verse 2: bert] More than adaptation My struggle - temptation Bit of a prick, and he's never been patient I'm an asshole, goddamnit it's blatant Sniff my balls, get this fragrance Shouts to Shaun in his basement Can't be immortal so I'm trying to be famous Dive through this portal I don't care if you're immortal Rummage in my head you might see a couple turtles Heh, son Goku with the turtle on my back Trying to bring something worth it when I rap Stressed, eat another peach, take another nap Life is a leech sitting in my lap It sucks dick Hey, kid! You're overreacting, Rob sucks, quit with the rapping I'm not this pessimistic, linguistic, so simplistic How you gonna make the kids go ballistic? Bounce on your own, nigga I'ma send 'em on, nigga Hit me on the phone, nigga You don't really like being on your own, nigga Fuck you, how you figured? Been alone this long Vagabond monkey, why is that wrong? [Hook: bert] So I'm staring up at this abysmal sea Gases are shining down on me Look down, you'll see a frown on me A struggling poet, crowds that flee Staring up at this abysmal sea Gases are shining down on me Look down, you'll see a frown on me A struggling poet, crowds that flee Staring up at this abysmal sea Gases are shining down on me Look down, you'll see a frown on me A struggling poet, crowds that - [Outro/Verse 3: bert] Fuck your predisposition In my head, enjoy your visit Did you make an incision? No?! Alright, fuck it, then listen Try to keep nothing out by omission Thinking real hard, hope it comes to fruition Chris Benoit this beat into submission (Yeah!)