Wax - Reborn lyrics

A lot of backyard barbecuers use gas
Because of it's convenience however
Professional barbecuers prefer to
Use charcoal because it adds such
A rich and smoky taste to the meat

Well I appreciate your advice expert guy
Especially considering the fact that
I'm having a barbecue today! Cooking
Some meat, inviting some friends
Over to eat gonna be a good time

Voted as the best in the asylum
My words can cause damage like
I'm texting while I'm driving
Not the type when I get
Festive to get violent
But, I'll beat you puppets down
Like my Mexican compadres do
Ahead of ya like hal le-lu
My crew put in work and we rendezvous
At a bar on Lankershim sippin' Anchor Steam
I used to wanna takeover I
Had that banker's dream
You know that speech where you thank
God then thank your team?
At a major league-themed award show
They say is esteemed
I know now it ain't as great as it seems
I'm singing la la la la la

I can't sing but I'll still try
'Cause one day I will die
And according to skilled scientists
Like Bill Nye it's not true that I will
Fly onto a hill high
In a angel-filled sky where
Everything is amazing
So while I'm still here I add
Melody when I say things
I tap into that heaven that is part of us
If you ain't found it yet then you
Must not be looking hard enough
I get it started up and I do
Not think it's a head trip
I heard a voice and I
Listened when it said shit
That's why I'm based in
Hollywood like I'm Frederick's
To entertain should be in my name
Like it is in Cedric's
My brain is such a powerful thing
It's connected to the gods
By a powerful string
There's a phone on either side it's
Really loud when it rings
And the message of a
Melody it bountifully brings
Then I sing it to a crowd and
It sings it back to me
Except for the rappers in the
Back who just act snooty
The few who adore it consider it euphoric
Whether deep or sophomoric
My people are all for it
So the verdicts either still out
Or it's a hung jury
Whether I will kill the game
Like Dude from Kung Fury
When I sing my shit I make sure it's
Sung surely like la la la la la

I feel like I'm being reborn
My brain was the consistency of cream corn
Cold soul drinking whiskey just to keep warm
Without power like how Jesus
Had his sheep shorn
They sleep on me they can keep snoring
The internet brought me to the
World like I'm free porn
Rappers keep boring me
Your girl must be 4 out of 5 dentists
She always recommends oral B
Sometimes I rap morbidly like a
450 pound dude storming
The beaches at Normandy at war then he drowns
But right now I'm just adoring the
Sound of my own voice speaking of which

My voice is a penis and the beat is a vagina
The love that we make is
The sweetest of it's kind, uh
You can't bring me down I'm too high bruh
You can't alter my course
I've made my mind up my inner light is like
Them psychedelic northern ones
My inner child is like them
Stage mom performer ones
My deepest thoughts are some
Widely assorted ones
Future generations will be thankful
I recorded them i write under the California
Sun like Jim Morrison
A normal summer day I meditate
Until the chorus come
The universe is enormous and forces
One to feel it
A break from the real shit we deal with
If you a lyric fan I'm your spirit animal
My next mixtape will be
Accompanied by a hymnal
Used to wait for the machine
Like the gym full now I keep it simple
No need to infil trate
That side of depression with your
Dinner plate was not what
You expected like when you
Meet your Tinder date
Yeah the picture's great
But something isn't right
Life's unfiltered Lucky Strikes not
A Winston Light
One who went to Princeton might see a
Different sight when they viewing me
They may be new to tomfoolery
Allow me to say one more verse real stupidly

A common question I'm asked is
When and where I'm at
Real soon I'll be back to take care of that
More tales from the road like I'm Kerouac
Pussy on the road like a feral cat
Dispersed through the Earth is
Where my harem's at
Around my house is where your
Bitch is running errands at
I'm too dumb for you to bother me
But still the most scholarly shopper on a
Shopping spree at the Dollar Tree
I'd hate to have to follow me
Because the greats fathered me
I'm on my own island and I
Run this shit with sovereignty
How could you not see the god in me?