(Verse 1)
At night I lie awake, hyper-paranoid,
If I'm a shape, I'm a hyperbolic paraboloid,
Perplexed face? Got so many complexes,
Simultaneoulsy concaves and convexes,
Like pringles, pop, pop, pop, I can't stop,
"Guerrilla Nature, tasty single,"
"Wait, the albums going to drop,"
Not trying to hate you,
But maybe you'll envy me,
When you realise I'm blatantly,
The way I'm meant to be,
And you can hate on me, but eventually,
You'll all be nodding heads to these MP3's,
these wankster rappers seem to spit so emptily,
Over beats made with MPC's and them PC's,
Not them PC's who want to empty streets,
When they come around the hatred only seems to increase,
So I din't concur with mindless, spineless creeps,
Leaking secrets they could keep if they weren't weak,
Loose lips sink ships, they'll find their fleet,
HMP for a few free weeks,
The difference between them and me, probably is,
They might never learn what not to spew from their beaks.

(Hook)
I internalise, verbalise, spit fire, burn your skies,
Lift higher as I herbalise, burn the lies,
Twist liars fo rthe truth, sometimes I have to compromise,
It's brutal for the youth now, show them how to grow wise.

Don't encourage them to close their eyes.

(Verse 2)
Well, I've never been to prison but I'm not scared to go,
Lost in the prism, won't kow-tow, shot the dro,
Or won't kow-tow, spit it any way you like it,
Flip it and I slice it, I'm adaptable to change,
Multiple personalities, one brain,
I rearrange the flow across varying terrain,
I can play a show, have you chanting refrains,
Ppoint the finger on some stuff, tell you who I'd blame,
But the lingering fact is that I'm pretty insane,
Conspiracy theories harmonise with melodies,
juxtaposing contentment with jealousy,
And resentment with ecstasy,
it's all relevant will be the death of me, it's all relative,
I suggest you don't step to me aggressively,
I 'm relatively crazy, it's very likely,
You're relatively lazy compared to me,
And I'm not scared of truth or scared to be free.

(Hook)
I internalise, verbalise, spit fire, burn your skies,
Lift higher as I herbalise, burn the lies,
Twist liars fo rthe truth, sometimes I have to compromise,
It's brutal for the youth now, show them how to grow wise.

Don't demonstrate to them how to live lies.

(Verse 3)