Inspire The Soul

(Hook)(x2) Lemme inspire the soul real quick But first lemme hit that spliff, then lemme hit that shift You just gotta fuck with this shit You just gotta fuck with this shit, real shit (Verse) At times I get indecisive when it comes to writing The Hilroy page has been ignited Back the fuck up, I'm pernicious Vicious like Parana fishes I'll bring many methods with these biscuits and still bring the pain They're saying, I'm too sane to go insane I feel like, I'm living two lives like Bruce Wayne, it's that duality I want it capped ASAP, I don't know if y'all got that We got that loud pack, about five dime bags We keep it fifty-fifty, cause we got that balance Channeling different energies ain't no challenge Flow so smooth like butter, that's when I had them (Hook)(x2) Lemme inspire the soul real quick But first lemme hit that spliff, then lemme hit that shift You just gotta fuck with this shit You just gotta fuck with this shit, real shit (Verse) The fans are silent like the Breeze Quadra I'm making some noise like a 64' Impala No ones fucking with this young scholar I'm raising my stock like the American dollar Hairs twisted like a rasta And I'm drowning in flows, just like Fettuccini pasta We're eating, while weak emcees retreating I've pinpointed the game and I found it's weakness I got my pro villains if they even need assistance Whenever I'm on the mic my style is capricious I leave the booth in stitches They're cashing in their wishes Vigilant and inquisitive, don't quiz the kid My mental frame is quick and my spirit it vigorous