VERSE ONE:

I started this to write the best song ever
Type that would allow me to quit rappin' forever
escape to my island, my island's my mind &
my mind is my client
my client has the appetite of giants
I feel it flow into me
A symphony that simply
Is sent to me and meant to be
Yet another win for me
It may look like a loss to you
Yeah, I've had a loss or two
But with this Kelsey Grammar you admit that I'm the boss of you
Karate choppin through
These obstacles
Cuz there's a lot to do
Listen man, it's not for you
Til my body rots into
The earth, it's my curse
To pursue the possible
Raised in a labyrinth
For days I inhabit it
Eat the fruit that Adam bit
Suck the juices out of it
Burn down mythologies
That dry up & dissolve in me
Cuz obviously, I'll probably
Remain another oddity
Honestly, he's
A man on an oddysey


VERSE TWO:

Boom, bap bap
Boom, bap bap
My heart mirrors the snare
That's the art of rap
I've been a part of that
Since it was an artifact
Brought it back
Cuz they killed it when they learned to market rap
Rapped when I was a kid, man
Rap is all I did, man
Stack raps, in my backpack
Lap tracks, man pack that
Backs crack, when I rap fast
Laughed at, I laughed back
Sharp as a tack, attack that
Purge with the words and blast that
You can intuit, I'm in to it
Rhymes colder than an inuit
Say down to earth like a druid's lips
I am not new to this
Foolishness, fluid with
Lines and rhymes that shine through the cluelessness
Who is this?
Goblin, help
Somebody stop him
Welp
He's a problem
Difficult to solve him
Rubix cube, with the muse
What the hell you call him?
Torben Bernhard, I beg your pardon
Rapped when I was a kid, man
Rap is all I did, man
Spittin' in my kitchen
Gettin lifted with my kinsman
Lips, tied at the hips, like Siamese twins &
That's the beginnin'
Of the end, the end is the beginnin'
Back to my island
My island's, my mind &
My mind is an asylum
A tyrant, defiant
Drags me into corridors of metaphors
Where I always write one more rhyme
And Write one more time
Or else...