m so low key, I'm socially awkward Only those that really know me are the ones that I talk with They smile in the light, hate in the dark, you call it beef, to me
me like the buddha You say I'm the joint, but you can call me hooda Computer, wizard, the butcher of scissors Cut me up and spark and roll me up, like
poster on the side of it I'm known geographically and intergalactically That's why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me They even tried kidnappin me And they would've snatched me
so low key, I'm socially awkward Only those that really know me are the ones that I talk with They smile in the light, hate in the dark, you call it beef, to me
sting'll crack your face It's the mind place ditched me in hell what I create It's the rhyme squad, some of mine is gone with the wind I'm better than
Consider me to be a fly on the wall with a bird's eye view I stare, as my birthtime drew near The only Earth I knew reared me in a world I grew to fear
m so low key, I’m socially awkward Only those that really know me are the ones that I talk with They smile in the light, hate in the dark, you call it beef, to me
