I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light / Invite the fight, we all die tonight

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough.

I move through the third world, my third eye's the guiding light / Invite the fight, we all die tonight

But as the world turns I learned life is hell, Livin' in the world no different from a cell...

I leave scientists mentally scarred, Triple Extra Large, Wild like rock stars who smash guitars.

I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypotheses Can't define how I be dropping these mockeries. Lyrically perform armed robbery, Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me.

Ready to give up so I seek the old Earth.