I walk with dual identities
One of a kind of two specialties
Like Bruce Wayne traveling in world of two lanes
Two worlds going insane
Living in shadows of a cowl and cape
Suited up with bad bitches riches and fame
Sleuthing in everybody's domain
Keep y'all in checkmate finding every possible vein
While setting up a coup de main
Getting punched in the face by end of May
Whether the pressure gives cosmic rationale
Thoughts compressed in chaotic units of pascal
Attitude ice cold like Alaska
Keep a f*cker wheezing out of breath from asthma
Blast off gats like sending explorers from NASA
Scope motherf*ckers with the Hubble
Spelling double trouble, a Gemini looking to pull a fast one
I don't stutter my lines I spit with fiery passion
Savagery in his blood
He don't give a f*ck on who's swimming in the mud
Had a naive attitude as a child
Till his foes battered him with reasons defiled
Neglected, so he sees fit to put down those dejected
Infected, and now he plays games so reckless
Affected, he knows his true demise
His own self is suspected but he tossed it to the side
Comes home with a grin on his face
He's been hiding all his misery as a test
They don't know he's been feeling misplaced
An outcast in deep space, his mind in a rat race
Too many times he's been feeling lonely
Boredom hits so coldly with no ease like smoking trees
And low-key he wishes he boldly could ask a homie
Can you please f*cking play goalie for me