I am sacred, as I would state it
I'm a peacock in this hood of skunks
(Simply me who is the wisest of all)
Sophisticated hours wasted
Spending time in this lure of junks
(Simply me who is the fairest of all)
I am the monarch and my lesser can only touch my feet
Don't mind the white pills on my desk you're likely to see
And when the people's minds were weak and bent
And where even the dead can't sleep again
Then what f*cks do I give about those fools who laugh
I covered my hands in blackened dirt and you will see who stands head first
Keep your distance, in my existence
Sanity of many is hard to find
(Polly clear the nest, I'm trying to hide)
I'm a tower of higher power
And I don't want you to sympathize
(Alfred clear the streets, my fans still abide)
I am the monarch and my lesser can only touch my feet
Don't mind the white pills on my desk you're likely to see
And when the people's minds were weak and bent
And where even the dead can't sleep again
Then what f*cks do I give about those fools who laugh
I covered my hands in blackened dirt and you will see who stands head first
In my neck I feel more breaths than I can count on one hand
In my head I sense more beasts than I sent away last time
And when the people's minds were weak and bent
And where even the dead can't sleep again
Then what f*cks do I give about those fools who laugh
I covered my hands in blackened dirt and you will see who stands head first