Consistently Inconsistent (Dome-Blown Anthem)

Knowledge is the truth and a scholar never knew shit

Unless he used it to start a revolution

The problem is you're thinking that you're part of the solution

When you're just another motherfucker caught in the confusion

I've always been a nuisance

Offering his two cents

Prophecies of doom

Or an optical illusion

Audiences boo, shorties holler in amusement

I oughta get a clue I don't know why the fuck I do this

So, place a wager if your middle name is danger

A caper simulated by the syncopated strangers

Who been flipping weight to imitate the syndicated gangsters

Didn't make much paper so they didn't make the papers though

Solicit favors from administrative traders

The great dictator finna liquidate his haters

Finna wake the neighbors when i hit the baby maker

Hit and leave a crater you can dip and thank me later, ho

Slash a swish with a shaving razor

Pack a granny smith, or hit a baked potato

Prescription medication keeps the populace sedated

Keeps them locked up in their cages with their conscience on vacation

The apocalypse awaits us

Take shelter from the flames of hell

And brace yourself for a face melter

Straight sweltering heat when I speak

Welding the beat like a blacksmith

Creep like a catholic priest and I feast, peace

My clique is consistently inconsistent

Blissfully ignorant and sufficiently insufficient

Boss hog but assistant to the assistants

Lost cause, the ambitiously unambitious

My clique is consistently inconsistent

Blissfully ignorant and sufficiently insufficient

The infancy of an infantry

Get at me in a minute

Officially unofficial, explicitly inexplicit

I was dropped as a baby so it's possible my logic is crazy

But I been contemplatin' opulence lately, uh

Lobster filet side of pasta with gravy

Awaitin' the day I can buy my moms a Mercedes, nah

You can spot me with a bottle of Bailey's