Simply out of this world by choice
The world`s too much for the soul to enjoy

I focus on the void and I fill it
Hopin` the depressed ain`t give in and give up
So listeners give up your ears, it`s your hero
From here on a heroin like high, I give off
Live off my lie and my lullaby
They itchin` for a new breath here`s the calamine
And I refuse to camoflauge with other guys
You see my mind is amused of they head noddin`
I so got `em, as hypnosis of hip-hop
`cause, when I talk they don`t just watch
I make `em feel it, the feelin`s` unfamiliar
A rush of your adrenaline you can pick up a buildin`
You can become a killer, if properly scripted
The first one`s free, next time I`ll be billin` ya

Here go your prescription [x3]
Take your prescription

Don`t let the pain getcha
I swear my lane will provide as a painkiller
A painkiller, a 16 of Percoset
Just let it chill Joe
That lil` burn that you feel, feel good don`t it?
Just sit back and relax and take it easy
And let the beat play
Close your eyes, whoever uninspired
Pay me no mind, I put Adderol in y`all`s
Riddle them with Ritalin, attention deficit
Ni**as start listenin`, and what I`m givin` them
The drug that they brain need
Them ni**as sick of hip-hop so they appointed me
And I invened but the IV inside of me
And ignorance was drug of choice but they OD`d
Couldn`t alone leave `em
I am the sole leader
The young soul that the OG`s still believe in
And if you not convinced keep on promotin` them
I breathe life in the game, they are Kevorkian
They provokin` suicide but as soon as signed
I drew designs for consumer`s minds so in time
I do it for all y`all, do it for all y`all
Don`t gotta wait long
The doctor has arrived just be patient
Please, please

Here go your prescription [x3]
Take your prescription

[Talking:]
See, they say one has to know the past to last in the present.
So I, bask in the weather while the presence of these laggers lend me they rappin` to give gifts to my brethren.
My ni**a this is more than a vocal booth, this is my, only truth, this is my risin` up.
So you can ask Black Thought if I know my Roots.
S**t, before you? uest my Love for this, just know we would play Q-Tip in the Q before you knew T.I.P.
And before you knew T.I.P. I was tippin` strippers properly to Pussy Poppin`.
So, when you ask me "What you know about that? ", ironically I`m askin` you the same question partna`.
I am hip-hop. Past, present and future.
I can rap on some old Primo, sound like the present Sigo and make it feel like a sequal to the new me, bitch.
I`m Wale, the prescription.