[Verse 1: AJ Suede]



[Verse 2: Rozz Dyliams]

Dylan AJ Lets go

Wolftone let em' know

In my neck of the woods with your bitch eating veggie-ble

Veggie-fuck fuck what the fuck smoking medical

Doing my thang, swangin' bangin' gassin' like a Texaco

I've been doing this shit for so damn long I'm having an episode

Its 2017 but you still find me at a record store

Cauldron cooking sketchy looking looking like I'm selling dope

Sentinel in the citadel steady checking hoes

Heard that you were searching for an antidote to fix your soul

Heard you were infected by the television signal

Most illusive from the city of rain that no one really knows

Most prolific mystic shaman dwelling on the rainy coast

Heart-rate racing pacing even though my tempo slowed

Slow it down before you forget what you even in it for

Sitting low counting the stack

Stacking up what isn't fo' R O Double Z look to the east and then below

Ten below, Twenty below

So deep off in it I don't even know

Dylan a veteran ancient mortician rhetorician kicking this evil ass flow

All I've been doing is steady improving my vision the reason I make every movement

The reason I'm moving on up is the mystery so synonymous with Dylan