Verse 1:
I been through the wire
Lost brothers to Gun Fire
Hidden like a dragon,
I been crouching like a tiger
Sipping Budwiser
Kicking it with southsiders
From the Northside
Getting treated like an outsider
Live a double life, but not like Mrs. Doubtfire
I built bridges from the Northside to take my worlds higher
Made a life I drew it on,
A sheet of paper
Haters making voodoo dolls
Got em sick like they going through withdrawls
Spitting till I’m out of breath
Don’t know how many hours left
So I live my truth because a coward dies a thousand deaths
Know they feel some type of way
Lifes a giant peach like James
Could never miss this shit I’m 3D goggles in yo face
Couldn’t rap with us back in the day
We are not the same
Can’t complain I’m in my lane
They be playing race car games
No longer in Chameleon phase
Mask off like Nick Cage
John Travolta
Found change, arm inside the Sofa



Verse 2:

If the bridge burn down I will swim
To the otherside of myself dive in
They don’t know where I have been
Chameleon glare my eye balls spin
No Tall Hair I’m a big wig
But I get in where I fit in
So I don’t need no Myers Brig
Everything I did built up to this
So I cant look up to this
I been tryna make sense of the chaos
The Chameleon and aztek had a face off
Cut my heart out in the temple of the Jaguar
Sacrifice to the mouth of GOD
Pigs and Hogs
I’m the Big Bad wolf, blowing down your HOUSE OF CARDS
Grandmastah to the Grasshoppers
I don’t belong but it wont be long
Only Peacocks! Get rewarded in society
So I love you for who you are not the things that you tryna be.
New path, a lot like the old 1
But now its fully mines.
Folks tryna claim they got left behind
And I forgot my roots
But that’s not true
I needed opportunity to be something new

They doing evil deeds like the Belgium King of the congo,
But I’ll make a ghost out of Leopald
Ya’ll niggas better leave me alone but to each his own
Came from War torn corner stores
Seen other Worlds that were unexplored like the oceans floor
Nobody left to act normal for
The house of hiphop has open doors
I’ma serial killer with Chloroform
Don’t let me in.
I’m from over north
Here to terraform the porridge bowl into Goldilocks Zone
I hope that’s not your final form.