We begin with science.

Verse 1:
Ever since the pandemic began to kick off
My stance has been that hard pants can go and get lost
I stan soft pants from the finest of mixed cloths
You think I wear Prada? Nah, I'm more of a one-off
A multilingual linguist writing lyrics I wanna
Por mis rimas you say gracias, mi respuesta: de nada
A music polyglot, got the shot that'll arm ya
The real panacea, beats more dope than big pharma
My refrains, the best strains that hang around in your brain
Straight bangers, going hard, hot fire, all flames
Like Dylan, top 5, spittin' fire again
The way this track slaps it should be named Cy Raige
Or Rick James when played by Dave for laughter
D-K-Easy here to reach you before Earth becomes After
To all my homeostatics roaming retinohypythalamic
Take this heat check beat and put it in your tympanic

Chorus:
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)

Verse 2:
Ay yo, I’m second on the mic and pen ultimate
Sesquipedalian when I write, catapulting wit
I’ve hit the summit of the climb when it comes to this
And for this ride you need the height and an adult ticket
So strap in, we blastin' past the rats on that race
Taking chances as we’re mixing acid rap with slapped bass/base
Snap off that insecurity; we're headed to Absurdity
A planet that DK inhabits, and we have it flourishing
But listen solidly; it’s the Cryptic
Physician’s policy to not get it twisted and know the
Difference consciously, from nonsense to knowledge
With a diffidence to epistemeology
And I’m an ion trap, keeping time with fine precision
I ride the flow like chocobo, go find a giant chicken
We got the science facts while dropping science diction
Lines from Emmitsburg to heavenward like Jeremiah Dixon

Chorus:
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)

Verse 3:
30,000 days then the play is complete
Life is too short for denim and collecting receipts
And maintaining the pleats; Fuse makes burdensome beats
I mean massive, the V.A.R. check is for feet
The lyric stands; like hourglass sands we wreck plans
Creating Kaiju carnage by the Sea of Japan
Like Ahab (mad, and tracking alabaster) be damned
Call me Phos, the certifiable scribe leviathan
With disparate linguistic tricks, kissing my fingertips
And snippets of slick ticks, clinks, and finger clicks
A micro-phoneme fiend who might throw Mike Breen
Into the verse 'cause his bursts are amphetamines
Bang! I’m dropping bombs from the logo; melting down like Yoko
Not going out like the 13th Apollo, oh no
Our Big Three's great; the ring's fate like Frodo
One band to rule them all: three men and a robo

Chorus:
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)