Verse One (Fragmentation):

Mutterin' through gutters n'
Stutterin’, thoughts utterin'
Speakin but sputterin', man I
Miss my brother n'
Nostalgic about
How it
Houses
Memories
Stem from me
Mentally
Meant to be
Sentimentally
Sent to me
My pen vents to me
Born in the wrong century
Midnight in Paris
Picasso befriended me
Not so, spirits enter me
A séance
Stay on
The beat plays on
For days on
I keep writin’
Hand hurtin'
Keep fightin'
A man searchin'
For enlightenment
Ignitin'
Anguish of language
The pain contained in
The deep, but spoke in layman's
Tongue is an island, a raft in the Cayman's
Ancient ash on the walls of caveman
Scrolls unfurled in the halls of Asians
Arranged and placed in the bass in my basement
Pen is my friend
The pen is my enemy
Depend on the pen
But the pen pretends to be
A friend, potentially
But the pen extends from me
I'm weak, it's weak
The pen depends on me

Chorus:

Babblin'
In Babylon
In Babylon
I'm babblin'

In Babel when
The towers went
Unravelin', so babble-on
In this modern day Babylon

Save me from this Babylon (x2)

Verse Two (Clarity):

Another day, another rap verse
30 years, no hits, man, that hurts
Wanna commune
But write abstract shit
Outta tune, don't fit in with this rap shit
Everything I package
Looks awful in pla-stic
Maybe I should quit, and that's it
Alone in my room
I zone to the tunes
Feed my mind
Ears the spoon
It's critical
I'm so critical
Nothin' good enough
In this ritual
Helen Keller
In a cella
Want to sing like Ella
Stevie, Nina
Cuz that's the arena
I've seen a…
Lot in my lifetime
Work hard, wake up the right mind
To wake up the right minds
To make up the right time
To make my light shine
And create my mic time
I'll take a lifeline
Just getting started
Live life til' I depart it
You know my heart is
An artist, and marches
To its beat, so give me a beat
Until my hearts gives