Perception

They said the success of music wasn't theoretic
But my revenge is sweet enough to murder diabetics
Eugenics, I've donated my body to credit racial science
They can't reproduce a more aggressive intellectual giant
Nephilim is my race and I bury cockroaches in bleeding dust
When they're found with bullets in them, they diminish my trust

My heart is blacker than the children of Thomas Jefferson
Blacker than the days of tar and slave feathering
I'm deadlier than a cancerous endocrine
I'm the fuel of hatchet and sticks, the fascist emblem
Carry a eagle for protection, like our flag, so American

Whether Slavic, or Islamic vodka and gin tonic
Get drunk and bury your sorrow but here's the grim logic
We all want to get into a industry, where we're starving rich
Until they fuck you for millions, like Paul McCartney's bitch
My dogs and lions live inside a box like Jumanji
They're sikh niggas that'll shoot you up like Indira Ghandi
So never fuck or hate on my mat which I meditate
It's my sanctuary,
like where the prophet Muhammad started to levitate