Alchemisland

Only goal landing this plane 

Payload to Lagos 

Principled, like Talos

Head held up, no lay low 

Only King, no Tayto 

Jamaican, that’s where they grow

Planes got it, not that they know

No disturbance note 

They know what that denotes

I’m in there planting oats 

And taking coke 

My plantain down a throat

Like someone ate a banana boat

Product, no barcodes 

Dog stars, yeah they bark low 

See my doctor, not Zhivago 

Flooded market, no embargo

Venture capitalist, risk embarking 

Nice whip, you risk by parking

Secret runways in the jungle

Stable of runaways sell my crumble

Powder bagged, grey as Dumbo

One lick, pink elephants, dunno

I’m on a blacklist, like Trumbo

I’ve got a sackful, portion jumbo

In the Sackville, talking crap

Sniffing yack in the jacks until I’m mumbles

Place smells like a dutch oven

Three in my bed, half the coven

Three in my bed, but I’ve half the covers

Fight I got bet but I’m half recovered

Coke I gum to do my sums

What I sold you, word is mum

I’m out of practice, I’m not dumb though

Knife fight, brought a gun though.