[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