my vision's blurry my mind's going up and down
like a piston's hurry everyone around seems to frown
at me is it cuz society lies to me im feelin confused
i got my propriety so im born to win i'll never lose
ima cruise til i hit an iceberg that gives me fight words
lookin for the night birds to show the light in the third
demension like a prism is anyone out there listenin
i feel contained underwater like im gettin a christenin
ima levitate like magicians with heavyweights hittin ya
neva hesistate or stall to call then u'll be shittin ya
self maintain ya health im so insane with my wealth
im too 'wise' to 'visit' you 'infants' like it was the 'Twelfth'**

**Twelve days after Christmas; celebrates the visit of the three wise men to the infant Jesus