This one is dedicated to the excitable ones

Not the possums playing dead messing with my head

X amount of action, X amount of games

For years again I tell you the same Gone already to the bored of it all type, lingo

That I'm seein' every single night I'm out

Bustin' head for it but your's gets busted

Right back lip split and I messed up but I got back tryin'

Don't bother lyin' 'bout constant disappointment

But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front

And you're unmotivated, sorta faded

But the remedy is not so, get on with what you got Remember Lady of Guadeloupe, the times my mother made mole

After mass we would get home, the girls are runnin' to the phone

And I'm in my bedroom the 45 on my record player

Was we're in this love together At the time I never realized how songs haunted

The ones that I heard I played because I wanted

Drawin' on my wall from time to time coolin'

Makin' creatures come alive with no schoolin' When I'm on the microphone

The method that I make is much patience

The method that I make is much patience

I'm waiting for the beat and then I make sense Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you definitely got no clue

Ain't comin' in hot, you got, you definitely got so rude

Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy, I tell ya

This is a tribute No one looks as foolish as the excitable ones

But then again there's no one that has this much fun

X amount of action, X amount of games

For years again I tell you the same Once I met a man who made nearly no mistakes

He would never bet on a long shot and he never bet on a break and

He's condescending and talks gossip galore

But the dude was definitely such a bore, hear me now I messed up but I got back trying

Don't bother lying 'bout constant disappointment

But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front

Yeah, unmotivated, sorta faded

But the real man is not the one hiding behind the gunshot Time travelin' through my memory

There's a younger dough gazin' at the galaxy

Space trippin' veto of the stars

Searchin' for UFOs from Neptune and Mars Ode to an alien, I know you're out there

Cosmic, lonely heart tell me if you care

I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground

I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground When I'm on the microphone

The method that I make is much patience

The method that I make is much patience

I'm waiting for the beat and then I make sense Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you definitely got no clue

Ain't comin' in hot, you got, you definitely got so rude

Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy, I tell ya

This is a tribute I'm vexing many mofos but I'm wishing you the best

I keep 'bout half my lyrics and I throw out the rest

'Cause fly on by, you can if you want to

The method that makes sense is patience