Introduction to who I be

I'm tall like a tree
Ballin Anthony Wallace snatching wallets
Ever since back in college
A pic pocket armed robin hood
Looking at the rich with a sacred pitch
Give the fabled minister his due
Twisted clue you owe me your shit to
Preaching teaching like a lit fuse
The deacons my bitch too
Tweaking like a witch tooth
Crooked in fact look at my reactions
Black Sabbath moon good afternoon to paster
Sacrificing actors for petty laughter
I'm joking not a witch or a minister
It's more sinister dude
My name's not Anthony it's Nancy drew
My investigations have led to assassinations
A basket case bombs strapped to the waist
Fuck mass black Sabbs here's your stuff back
My rough past this ain't a love track
Who I be when I push the gas
Has gasoline like more gasoline
As for mass it's gravity
My name's acid lean ask for me
next time you need to spit passionately