From the Jump

Ight, ight, ight, ight, ight, ight, ight
I see the issue
It's your own mind that can get you
I stay alive when I jive with a pencil
Rocking the boat, tryna see what we into
Malicious intent from the jump, taking your time bro
No need to get physical, I'm in my lane getting spiritual
Can't ID what I see in the mirror though
Hazed out from all the dope
Felt like I was nine five months ago
Now we just riding through time on a kaleidoscope
Checking my riflescope,
In an Impala I'm swerving
Trying to reach a destination, but the road getting curvy
But I don't slow down, I gun it
Not being chased, but I'm running
Volume cranked with a blunt lit
Drown it out
Driving to assumptions of something
I see the issue
It's your own mind that can get you
I stay alive when I jive with a pencil
Rocking the boat, tryna see what we into
Malicious intent from the jump, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Malicious intent from the jump, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Malicious intent from the
The lamb creature holds in its hooves a large scroll with seven wax seals
With this, the apocalypse is truly underway