Good to go, wired and pro
On the low
Vocals with a touch of hydro
I blow on you b**hes and you all fly
Away
That's some of the random sh** I do everyday because I am so f**ing cray
Should I say some of the things I should say
Well write it out on paper making it easier to get through the day
It feels good to say words that can bring in bread but my higher knowledge always knows that breads in your head
To get to the state that I'm in people have to be dead
To go through that sh** automatically opens your head
To higher knowledge this thing that I have with earth is bondage and my spirit is on you like glue and that fad for new shoes
Everything I do in life you probably did to
To love you is to hate you but I would never be through
Because loving is the best that I do
Flock a flame around that morning dew, and dance your f**ing a**es off until you lose your shoes
These beats be on it
Am I ever going to flaunt it
I can hit up on that hard sh** and become even better
I need a crew like I need salt and pepper before my visions come to rest and I can join the set
And show him, exactly how we flowing, like a river over flowing
We are a magnetic for this paper
State your nature on the subject of nature
I can't wait to earn up on my worth because I'm imploding on this existence when someone is blocking my going
Set free is how it be let your mind be your feet
Be good to yourself and don't forget to eat up
Knowledge, no commas representation
I hate guns, hide your smith and wessens
This is just me projecting the different parts of my life and then some