I’m in my Frankenstein
So it’s gotta be electric
It’s gotta be eclectic
Make me wet—it-Bettah Conduct the energy
Told’em we ain’t got the synergy
And that’s puttin it kindly
Go in it blindly
Holy go lightly
Cause I know too much
Wit logic I’d never feel the touch—I’d always eat a lunch
IQ a bully— Instinct get gully
I put on a dress for you
Callin me a monster on the least I could do
…While pushin my buttons…
Minced meat-mutton
Grindin’ bones
Deep down, wanna atone—Wanna phone home
But dat’s-where I got the recipe
Bred in the Chesapeake
Feast til a day past the rot…
I Got immunity for all you got
In my youth I fed on snot
A full belly made the cryin stop
I want’ chu know me…
Place nothing above
My date or my plate
Either way I’m in love