Nocturnal Video (MV)

Hey yo what's shaking it's the raging Venezuelan
Spray this sacred flavor baked to make a hater crave it
Stomp and break the pavement quaking waves that wake the neighbors
Try to stop me fall into a trap and break your ankles
Carbon copy rappers get folded
Bent up in crazy angles
Broken and mangled
They pile up and build a collection
Put it on display to blatantly relay a message
Then I a take a puff of haze and
Make a soufflé with the remnants
Package and market it to target all of their brethren
Watch them go extinct from the rancid shit that I fed them
Get turned into resin and melted just like the rest did
Arrested your development
Made your presence irrelevant
For meddling with the deadly energy I'm propelling
Like a helicopter chopping the melons off of the bitch fellas
Dip hella quick get these women missing the smell of it
You a f*ck boy make these women go celibate
At night I awaken and create
Break open my headspace and expose my brain
Pour about an ounce of weed inside
Then I shake it
Light it all on fire then I close it up and bake it
You could say I took it to the dome or I faced it
Tolerance is high as f*ck
I don't get wasted
But I'm feeling faceless
Drifting through the matrix
Now I'm on that odorless and tasteless
Weightless
The flows I'm blowing breaking noses like the bows I'm throwing
People's elbow dropping on jabronis steady dozing
Cozy coasting on the beat and my composure bloating
So I aim to wake the masses up as I continue boasting
Posted gloating potent doja floating
Steez like Sidious but siding with Kenobi
Surfing on duality
Pissing on formalities
Trying to brush the rubble off that covers actuality
But f*ck this existence
I'm bouta make my own
Packing all these verses like the ammo in ya chrome
Making an impression as i shoot em in ya domes
Breaking an entering in your fort making it home
When in Rome I don't typically do it as the romans
When in hell I'm sipping hella scotch and smoking potent
Every time I die I resurrect at moments notice
A token omen
Indulge in what I'm quoting
At night I awaken and create
Break open my headspace and expose my brain
Pour about an ounce of weed inside
Then I shake it
Light it all on fire then I close it up and bake it
You could say I took it to the dome or I faced it
Tolerance is high as f*ck
I don't get wasted
But I'm feeling faceless
Drifting through the matrix
Now I'm on that odorless and tasteless
Weightless