79th and Stony Island

One, two I used to stand on a phonebook The turnover off the no-look Shook 'em cold as a ghost foot I used to cry when I wrote hooks Wells dry in my notebook Everything's high octane I like to hide in the quatrain Sell it for high on the blockchain But no keys fit the keyhole Pick up the team like a VTOL Tall, we big as a bean pole I seen a checklist, we done several He made a spoon outta gunmetal I picked a daisy to one petal And do they love me or love me not? I got the answer, I'm unsettled I made a wish on the dishwater I want a nap and a big offer I love rap, it's a bit awkward I got whooped with a PRO-Ked I did a stroll called the broke leg Shout out to werewolves and dopeheads, yeah Burn whatever it was (What it was) Dream was hung from a dream (From a dream) See the monster in me (See the monster) See the monster in me (See the monster) Cold American wind (It's cold) Dream American dream (Dream a dream) Come see the monster in me (See the monster) Come see the monster in me Burn whatever it was One, two, one, two, one, two Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh shit, one time, ok Go again, here we go, fuck, ok, again I think the quick turns ruin us I used to love Big Bird, then I saw his n-word supercut And Kanye gets to me and then I watch his documentary I'm in a weird place mentally And don't be ignorance is bliss-ing me If you ignore him, then you dissing me About the earl that can't see straight It's Golden Girls but no cheesecake A cold world with no beach break My face broke like I'm beefcake I stay woke, I don't sleep great I'm in a weird place creatively And Dave and Rift keep saving me Every Wednesday faithfully We used to pop like turbo And said whatever till the world blow And then the motherfucking world blew I still got the same worldview A brain full of old-school rules And memories, like flesh wounds The cure isn't in a test tube It's the sound of my son belly laughing in the next room I never say "God bless you" Burn whatever it was (What it was) Dream was hung from a dream (From a dream) See the monster in me (See the monster) See the monster in me (See the monster) Cold American wind (It's cold) Dream American dream (Dream a dream) Come see the monster in me (See the monster) Come see the monster in me Burn whatever it was Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dream American dream Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Jehru before that, Me, Not The Paper I can say that too, I do this for me, not the paper There is no paper here You are listening to WHPK 88.5FM This is HPK You have WHPK 88.5FM in Chicago Yeah, open your eyes We have to tell you that some of the music you hear during the rap show may be deemed offensive. So don't you feel it's necessary, in order not to be offended Go 'head, you gon' hit 'em off with something Yeah I'll do a little something, you know what I'm saying? I don't got no music You ain't got no music?