[Verse:]
Get your mind enlightened
Don't be frightened
It's surprising where I ended up
Now my lyrics are two girls, and your mind is the cup
I bet that my pops wishes he got that pre-nup but;
The more I think about it, the less I give a f**
As the wheels go round' and round' on the bus
Saw him go in and come right back out; it was suss
Grabbed the bag and dipped out the back
Of the poolside, I bet them n***as thought that we were doing crack
Cause they think my n***as sh** got double tied. Laced with that sh** that'll f** up my insides
I don't give a single f** that could fly
Cause' I see through my first, second and third eye
Fux'd with the acid; next is fungi's
My life so far has been a slice of cherry pie
But it's been hard at times I won't lie
Mom's is a sheep, and my pop's a wild wolf who's just tryna eat
And tell the heard he still loves it? b**h please
You're surprised I don't care much about G-O-D?
But unlike Cena in SmackDown scenery
If you wear your reading gla**es you could see me
In my natural habitat. Torn between the fake and the real me
Just about the only G with this vocabulary
Cardiac arrest, hand-cuff your capillaries
I'm balling for no reason so you pacers should be wary
I'm a savage like Randy. It's a given you should fear me
Ya'll Mike Wazowski n***as gotta give up tryna scare me
Look at this Cali gold; it's very hairy
I'd love it if my bars served as answers to your queries, but
Just in case they don't give me some Q's and I got A's
I'll do time for the crime just so long as it pays
You can't have just one of my tracks, so I call that sh** lays
As my girl blows my mind in several different ways
Minimize on the lies, maximize on the haze
Got peace on my mind and my mind's in a maze
No, nikes on my feet, still got j's for days, so
Even if I was rocking em', I cop joint
I went so hard, I replaced the point
That ya'll n***as was supposed to be on
Caught a buzz and went to infinity and beyond
Call me 007, cause my word is bond
Just chirping at these ducks till' these birds respond
And Imma' keep it movin' till' the world is gone
The earth is going south, guess it won't be long
One hand on the light; one hand on the bong
Tryna toke it up with Meech, Cheech and Chong
But these dumb n***as stay doing this sh** wrong;
Got Schwarzzenegger over here playing Ping-Pong
[Refrain]
Yo
I know that I can kick it so I'll kick it while I can and
Imma' stay uplifted till' the day I kick the can
Growing up quick into a nice young man
The GBMC, the prodigal son, Blackiechan