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[Intro: Jon Bellion]

Uh, beautiful mind mind mind

Yeah, I went a little, um, a little, uh, crazy with the beat box

Um, I mean usually we write records and, you know, I might tell Keyz, you know, dumb it down a little bit

Or let's play it safe; don't go too crazy, but this time I'm just like, "Do whatever you want"

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]

This is an official apology from beautiful mind

We're sorry if we're going over your head

This is an official apology from beautiful mind

We're sorry if we're going over your head

[Verse 1: Blaque Keyz]

I feel like a yamaka during Hanukkah

A hollering thermometer

Hotter than a savannah eating rappers during Ramadan

Pop, lock, and Optimus it's prime time

I'm transforming flying to the skyline

Narcoleptic narcissist not enough artists talking harder than apocalypse

I x-men to extend to no longer be popping lip

A slick talker my father was Chris Walken

Often I was picked on but now I pick off 'em

The black Chuck Norris, sword and nun-chucks in the backpack Headed down for war in a Ford Taurus

His style is so morbid, my style is more orbit

Than the planet and moon and y'all with lunar landings on my doorstep

Call me the rap janitor, job is to keep the floor swept

I took the art of rap and wrapped it around me like a corset

Huh, Beautiful Mind, you already know who holding this

Forget about apologies, I'm sending my condolences

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]

This is an official apology from beautiful mind

We're sorry if we're going over your head

This is an official apology from beautiful mind

We're sorry if we're going over your head

[Verse 2: Blaque Keyz]

If dance was the equivalent to rapping

I'd moonwalk backwards faster than Mike Jackson smooth criminal in action

Passion is eating rappers, spitting bones out in a napkin

Then I zone out listening to the last of Eric Clapton

Captain of this metaphorical warship

My pen is like a swordfish chopping off the limbs of all these corpses

My flow is like the water of an ocean, I can dead see it

Release me, I'm a demon without emotion

I used to walk the streets to be greeted by light nods

Now I'm on top of the apple like I'm sitting on my iPod

Get in the way of producin', singin' and rappin' and you'll clash with the titans

I don't think you wanna fight gods

I rely on this mic

I plan to stay with myself, Jon Bellion, Samira, and Sheldon Ray

Can't wait to see the side effects of what hating will do to you

It's hard to dumb it down when my mind is so beautiful

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]

This is an official apology from beautiful mind

We're sorry if we're going over your head